Searching for the perfect toy

Merry needs to clean those toy baskets! She's been rummaging in them twice today between naps, but never seems to find what she's looking for.

She's not going to be happy tomorrow morning when we go to the vets again. I noticed a little scab on what seems to be another itchy spot on her face this time. It's small and well hidden at the moment. I'm sick over it, not being able to find out yet what is irritating her skin. Food? We've limited her to rabbit for the last month after stopping chicken, turkey and fish. If it's dust mites, there's not much to be done in a house that's 127 years old. We shall see. We never see her scratch( it's all in private I guess) and she certainly doesn't act like anything is amiss. Right now she loves me very much, dancing over the keyboard performing her best Abyssinian food dance. The performance usually starts at 3 every afternoon since the time change last autumn. She leaps on and off the bed like a flea in the morning for breakfast, this morning that activity began at 4:14. We managed to stay put until almost 6.

For the Record, 
This day came in with a lovely rose colored sunrise, but has gone downhill with clouds and rain.

All hands hoping to get to the bottom of Merry's skin woes.