Got Guelph?

Peter and I spent the night with my dear friend Nancy, who claims she is not "the crazy cat lady" even whilst she was apologizing for the "faint man-cat" smell in her tiny crooked 2nd storey attic apartment. Over the course of an amazing story that is too long to reproduce here, the smell is attributed to the random visits of 2 male strays, 2 feral squirrels, 1 raccoon, oh and one litter of 6 baby raccoons. That being said, the place did not smell THAT bad. However, the floors are a wee bit crooked and the ceiling a tad low, and according to Peter, made him more dizzy than when he lived on a boat.

The upside of Guelph was our breakfast at the World Famous Apollo Diner, which features a real live amateur oil painting of the Apollo Spacecraft. See above.

For me, moments before my morning coffee, see below.