Thank you. A few of you, those I've brought out to the desert, would have met him. I just really hate this.
And the timing sucks. I did two memorials a day before I left for Portland. That was really hard. This is just so awful I can't think of words.
Sorry here too.
The mockingbirds do all those calls to intimidate All The Birds, so it makes sense they'd throw in a couple cat sounds as well. It must be exhausting to be one, the one in my neighborhood calls all day and I've certainly heard it in the night, too.
What a tough thing, Cass. So much sympathy.
Sorry, Cass.
Up before the *$!! alarm. Solo marketing, so I'm headed out and hoping to avoid any showers.
Oh, Cass. I'm so sorry. And Anne too - way too much sadness going around these days.
It's the season I buy too much at market: local asparagus, 'shrooms, first strawberries from my hippy viking farmers, spinach AND a tricolor 4 pack of loebelia. And of course empanadas! Still, for $30, not bad.
Pumpkin is alternating between molesting me and Loki.
Time to do the driving errands.
I love my vet. She was in the office at 7 am and had good information on how to make it easier for the little guy to eat (raise the food dish, shape the wet food into little balls that he can nom up without engaging the tongue).
What was so sad and scary was seeing that he was hungry but couldn't figure out how to get the yummy food into his mouth.