This Happened

Last night I combined Etta's preprandial walk with a stop at my friend Nadine's wonderful shop, which I often do, since the company is always entertaining and it's all of a block away. Tonight there was a book signing by Deb Shriver for her new book In the Spirit of New Orleans. After saying hi to Deb and getting a glass of wine, another neighbor, Mrs Grima* arrived.  She was heard before she was seen.

Finally, something that snorts louder than Etta.

Don't get too fresh, Lady!

Yes, Mrs Grima is a miniature pig, and very friendly, as the picture above shows.

* After the Hermann Grima House.

Happy All Saints Day!

Etta on the gallery yesterday afternoon. She spite-peed shortly after unburdening herself of this horrible mask. I shouldn't blame her, really.