He got to sleep on the bed, spend his days inside, and chase cats all day.
His new-found talent is stealing food off the table. Nana had to give him lots of lectures about table manners!
Nana taught me the secret and ancient family recipe for shortbread. 
Sunday night we braved a blizzard to go to dinner. I thought that Nana and Jan were going to have heart attacks on the 2 mile ride to the restaurant but we made it and enjoyed delicious food in a lovely setting.
The food was this good...
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