Gah, meara. But honestly - it's best to have that out in the open, and better to bring it up now than in the review.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
In sad dog news, my sister's dog Kenna, died today. It was my BiL's birthday, so not a very happy birthday for him.
Kenna was almost 16, which is very long lived for a Golden Retriever and she had a very spoiled, happy life.
Neck has tightened up again. You know, this morning I decided that having a head that can rotate left and right and pivot up and down as well is a good thing. In fact, I was downright enjoying myself moving my head about.
Oh well - a hot bath before bedtime and some range-of-motion exercises will hopefully loosen things up again.
I'm loving the fact that the neighbor cat and Loki are providing me with lots of cuddles (Devi and MK do too, but on their schedules.)
So I had stupid meetings all day and I didn't call my aunt. The one on hospice, you know? And I managed to be "busy" all weekend, too. Some of this is my phone avoidance, but I think some is actually some actual dread that, you know, my dad's little sister is DYING and I'm afraid of the next call being the last. And really, not the time for procrastinating this shit. I hate being a grown up.
Doggy kisses!!!!
My mom's kitten and the 2 other kitten's in her litter dying have made me a bit paranoid about my 11 year old cat. I am seriously not sure I can take it when she goes.
I got dog kisses! I was bending down to give her scritches and she leaned way up to give me a face lick.
YAY!
I think I just needed to say that aloud to get me off my ass tomorrow.
It's so hard, Sara. I never called my grandmother when she was in the hospital last year. She got better, but still.
And, um, meara, hope your week gets better and brenda, the progress is great. I thought I'd made some tonight... Neighbor cat has issues and tonight when I went over, she wanted pets right away and to play! (Normally, she must inhale food before she wants that) and I was congratulating myself on what a good petsitter I must be when I noticed she's knocked over and unscrewed the catfood container (that is barricaded in a stool and I put that lid on TIGHT) and so had probably eaten kibbles until she couldn't anymore. Petsitter FAIL!
But I made her run around a lot and rubbed her belly.
I'm 45. Do I round up or down??
The rule is, round to the even number. Sorry 35-year olds.