Well, I just celebrated another Birthday on Wednesday. I’ve really grown to hate them. I know, I know, I should be happy that I get to celebrate them, for as long as I do, I am still alive. That is all well and great, however, it also means I am another year older. Sigh.
My Partner threw a little party for me and I had a good time. It wasn’t anything extravagant, just some friends, some alcohol and talking around the fire pit.
Last night, my partner and I were lying on the couch watching tv. The show we were watching ended, so we turned the tv off as we were going to start to get ready for bed. We were still on the couch, talking, when we heard a distinct growl come from the kitchen. Not once, but twice, about 5 minutes apart. We don’t have any animals. We are a little perplexed as to what growled, and I am a little unsettled by it.