Trebuchet - perhaps Hana will read this.
Someone claims this story is true, although we were pretty hammered trying to polish off those half opened bottles of Ferrari Carano, courtesy of Silver Legacy that I just wish Mah Mah would have the sense to leave at the casino (and I had the determination to pour down the sink where it belongs), but I don't, shence (hic) my drunken blurb. Apparently some kid was playing with her new pet kitten in the garden in Palo Alto and a hawk swooped down and carried it off. If this story is true, can you imagine the hours of therapy it would take to neutralize this particular incident?
I promise I'll stop blathering, I'm so excited to be able to blog and I'm in between loading images on to Shutterfly. hic.
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