How sad is it that I'm hounding the postman, hovering over the mailbox? And I'm not even thinking of rejections or requests right now. I'm thinking about the confirmation letter from Richmond with the handy-dandy file number on it, telling me that my ms reached its destination safely.
And after last week's rant about the cat crap, I've rarely seen said cat out and about....just a few times. However walking by their house this morning you won't believe what I saw in the window....a NEW KITTEN.
I can't imagine having another when they don't even take care of the first.