One of my favorite neighbors is moving out today. I don't even know her name. She and her husband live down the hall. They used to have the most beautiful, sweet greyhound named Misty. I saw her in the elevator with Misty all the time. Misty was really old and finally died. I don't see her owner that often now but whenever I do she gives me a huge smile and a "Hi Susan!! How are you?" She said today that they have had enough of downtown and have rented a house in a neighborhood north of here. I'll miss her.
Good sewing day but I think it's going to be bear knitting til bedtime.