It's a 'Cat-Ain't'!

I'm back in Toronto!

Jen and Colin picked me up right at seven and we headed out into Kingston for some dinner before getting on the road to Toronto. We'd settled on going to The Rose and Crown, an English pub out in the west end. As we were driving there I pointed out The Company I Used To Work For, Worked For Again And Then Quit Again. And for the sake of interest I pointed out Smitty's across the street, where I'd dined a few times with co-workers.

Jen nearly jumped out the window, so intensely did she desire to go to Smitty's. So, Colin turned the car around and to Smitty's we went. When we were seated there was an unfortunate aroma of vomit in the air, but it seemed to go away pretty quickly so I was pleased about that. I ended up getting the French Roll-Ups, which is a kind of unattractive name for delicious French crepes with fruit and whipped cream. Jen, having loved Smitty's in Halifax, concentrated only on the breakfast menu and was kind of nonplussed by Colin's request for dinner menu recommendations. I agree that Smitty's does breakfast best.

After our fantastic meal we hit the road and arrived in Toronto at right around eleven. Andrew met me at the apartment door to help me with my bags and I was home. He seemed glad to see me and so did my kittyboys, so I was welcomed pretty wonderfully back to my favourite city in the world. At this very moment Mongkut is trying to sit in my lap while I type and Shelley is sprawled out beside me on the sofa.

We'll be heading over to Maysie and Dan's in a while for our American Thanksgiving feast with friends. That's a pretty fantastic way to start my time in Toronto, don't you think? Andrew and I will be heading back to Kingston tomorrow night since he has work-related business there and then we'll be coming back to TO on Wednesday with the rest of my stuff from Mom's place. While I'm back in Kingston I hope to be able to convince my Mom that the Cat-It she bought is defective, since it's as noisy as a public fountain and the motor usually sounds like it's dying. The one that I bought for Mong and Shelley runs so silently that you can't even tell it's turned on unless you get down on the floor beside it.

Sorry, Mom. I honestly do think yours has problems. More than three, perhaps.