We had a beautiful ride to work this morning. I'm definitely glad to have DH back with me. Our 16km trek didn't seem too strenuous and in fact I feel much more awake than if we simply drove here.
If that wasn't enough to wake me up then the call from my DD sure was. She called in a panic, she thought our cat Ginger was dead. She had just gotten home from taking Oliver for a walk and she found Ginger in a closet and she didn't appear to be sleeping - she was adamant that she wasn't moving. DH was just getting his bike ready to head home and make the necessary arrangements(yes we have plans - I have every intention of having her cremated and having a plaque made up). Thankfully it was a false alarm. Our DD panicked and all is well. It wouldn't have surprised me as she is 12 years old - I do hope it doesn't happen when she's home alone with her as I can see how upsetting it was just to think for those few minutes that she was dead.