Green acres is the place for me.
Farm livin' is the life for me.
Land spreadin' out so far and wide
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside.
This is Ritzy's mantra of the day. She traded in her coach collar for sport hunting (and Tennessee) orange so she could come along on our weekend trip to TN to visit Cam's family and meet our nephew, Noah.
She was a little hesitant of the change at first, giving us the cold shoulder and sad puppy eyes...After all, what's so ritzy about farm-life?
...but she soon warmed up to the trip and slept the whole way navigated us there.
Because of the horrible accident on I-65, we took the backroads (literally) to get there. We actually went through Somerset, which is home to Amon's Sugar Shack. I have wanted to go there for a while now after Southern Living listed it as the best bakery/pastry shop in the country (even above Cafe du Monde). We drove right past it; but, of course some nazi asshole my husband wouldn't stop because HE gave up sugar for lent. Let's just say he owes me big time for not killing him on the spot, and I think he knows better now than to try to get between a woman and her #1 rated pastries and donuts.
Well, everyone made it in one piece after the long car ride and now Ritzy has run (literally) of 800+ acres. She seems to be enjoying her freedom. She has gone for a dip in the creeks, chased everything creature in sight, rolled in dead animals, eaten tons of grass, and is covered in mud and thistles.
But, in keeping up with her name, she's still a pampered housedog at heart. She decided there is nothing like comfortably lounging on the porch to inspect and keep an eye on her vast domain.
Later today we get to meet Noah and cheer on our CATS to a (*fingers crossed*) victory for a trip to the Final Four! I'm wearing my blue proudly today! Don't worry, even Ritz has a UK tag on that lil' orange collar of hers. Hope everyone is having a good weekend.
In honor of our fabulous cats, here's the Yiggy Yes Yallin' (John Wallin') video :)