Our delightful neighbor has flown away to Florida see her mom who isn’t doing well. She left behind her two cats who grew up together but don’t like each other. The Great Geezer has been delegated to feed them and play with them for the next nine days. Zena the Warrior Kitty loves the Great Geezer, but Gracie is skittish.
If the front door is open, Zena will come visit sprawling herself all over the entryway. I like this. I love cats and miss my/our many year progression of kitties. (Kitty Cat, Kitten, Falstaff, Pico, Harold, Sterling, and my favorite yard cat, Frazier.) I don’t miss the allergy reactions in either of us though. I miss the love and company, but I don’t miss the fur balls, the ruined furniture, plus doctor and vet bills. I think those two groups may balance out.
The cats are shut in their house today, and we have shut Grumpy away in the garage while Myrtle lives on the street. Our driveways have been patched, and today is the day they get sealed. I need some things from the grocery store, but I will walk.
PANT, PANT, PANT…
This is not good at all, but I remember this happening after the last major surgery too. My heart is in good condition, but my body isn’t. This time I am many months out of shape. Right now, we are drinking less coffee, more decaf, and napping more. I forgot to get decaf yesterday, and it’s a good reason to get out there and pound the streets….PANTING.
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