January 27, 2000

Poor Baggins is getting his rations down cellar ever since he got the notion that he was going to stink up the house and make advances on the girls. I stopped by the dairy and got him some Jersey milk, which mollified him somewhat. I do miss him sleeping on my feet and giving me a "facial," but can't afford any more kittens. Have to go borrow a cat carrier and make a date with the vet to transform Baggins into a "cat of peace."

The computer [at work] came back from the shop with a new hard drive, but no Office or bookkeeping program installed. I called Intuit and asked them to send us Quick Book Pro 99 via overnight express, so have my weekend scheduled to start reconstruction. [This entry will have to be short as I'm falling asleep at the keyboard, and have to deliver papers tomorrow.]

Happy Trails!!