Ruthia surprised us with her presence this morning. Belle and I were fighting over a bowl of yogurt when I heard someone knock at the door. Startled, and clad in a funny headpiece over a torn tee shirt and skirt, I timidly answered the door. I gave Ruthia a tarot reading and shared a cup of coffee. Belle showed her disinterest by eventually pooping on the floor. That cleared Ruthia out real quick!