This kid's sick again...AGAIN. ugh. He needs fresh dirt. And fresh air. Two things you wouldn't necessarily would be in high demand in Alaska. The dirt makes sense, it's frozen 8 months out of the year and completely covered in freaking snow 6 months out of the year. But you'd think (at least I did before we got here) the air would be unimaginably fresh and clear and just crystal amazingness. It is - when you're not in the Interior of Alaska...aka Fairbanks. Bleh. We're stuck in a valley and the constant vehicle engine running and wood stove burning (especially wet wood) kills our air. KILLS IT. It's sad, we have one of the worst air qualities in the country...pitiful.
But, this was supposed to be a non-complaining, find-something-happy blog. My happy is this kid, and the cat. I love this cat. I claim to not on many occasions, not as many as my Hubs, but in all actuality, this cat is a really awesome feline. Our biggest problem is that he waits until we leave the room to jump on the counter or table...he loves people, loves to play fetch, his other downfall is that he must sleep on my knees. Not any other body part, always my knees...but I digress. He's a sweetheart and has finally accepted that Miles isn't out to kill him and if Marvin gives the kid a chance it turns into a nice cuddle session.
Here's to the start of a beautiful friendship :)
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