Tasha is alive!!!
There was a text message waiting for me from my brother when I turned on my phone after the plane landed: "Tasha came home!!! Call mom"
Mom is apparently asleep now so I don't have the details yet, but I am so happy to hear that my little fluffy kitty is back home. I cried so much this weekend when I thought she was dead.
I almost want to plan another trip back to Bellingham soon just to see her. Hopefully Mom needs some more QuickBooks "consulting" and will spring for a ticket. :) A weekend with me is cheaper than two hours with a real accountant!

















