Fhoto Friday - Charity Assistant...of the Furry Persuasion

I have a closet upstairs that I need to go through too, Endre Barath, Jr....then I'll be back to this one and getting rid of more recent years' clothes! I'm hopeful my assistant will help me up there too!

Hi James Dray! Kudos to your wife - it's such a good cause. These women often leave with only the clothes on their backs (and the children too) so, they need so much more than we think. 

I rotate mine, Gita Bantwal and they never all seem to be clean at the same time! LOL  

I know about a moving job and when we moved, I was so busy, I didn't have time to do it right. Now, I'm paying for it! It's an ongoing process!

Wayne Martin 

I definitely need to do it more often - especially after this clean-out, I'm seeing the bars in my closet again! I almost forgot what color they were! LOL

Barbara Todaro 

Yes, it's always a good time but, right now, with the need of winter items at the shelter, it's more important to get it done sooner, rather than later Sheri Sperry - MCNE®!  

Yes, as her eyelids get heavier and heavier, she'll muster up a little more help, right, Myrl Jeffcoat?! She's a gem, that's for sure! 

Oh, yes, she keeps me on my toes, George Souto! She can be a demanding little cuss, that's for sure but, I wouldn't have it any other way!

I took Ray's stuff to the Salvation Army, Roy Kelley but, have a special place in my heart for the battered women's shelter. They often arrive at the shelter with nothing but, the clothing on their backs so, if I can change just one person's life with my modest donations, it's done my heart good. 

Hope you're having a wonderful weekend!

Oh, she's a trip, Patricia Feager, MBA, CRS, GRI! I was out showing property late on Friday and when I got home, Ray told me that he thinks the housekeepers closed Charlotte up in one of the bedrooms upstairs. Of course, there's no need to clean up there as we never go up but, they do.

Nonetheless, I flew upstairs, checked the bedrooms and could hear her meowing (LOUDLY!) but, couldn't find her! I finally found her in the walk-in attic! I opened the door and she walked out, continuing to meow at me, all the way down the stairs and into her litter box!

When the housekeepers come, she always hides in a box in my closet. Evidently, they went to our bedroom first to clean and she wouldn't go past them to get in her box so, she ran upstairs. 

When she came out of her litter box, she went for her water bowl and then got right in Ray's lap. She quickly got over her angst!

Happy Sunday!