Whiskey did not want to come for a walk. I left him here while Billy and I went to the park and to do groceries and buy coffee. TumTum is meowing to get out right now. She just came in so I am not in a rush to open the door for her. She ate. So did the dogs. I could take another bath right now. I am cold from drinking my iced latte. 

Cowboy junkies, a good band I loved as a teen, is playing live on repeat on CBC Music. Very nice. I would HATE being a pop star: the road trips to go everywhere around the world seem too painful to me. What a waste of time to travel the world to go play your music. Just my opinion, obviously.