Yes, yes – I know. You didn’t even notice that I was gone, did you? That’s because you haven’t been paying attention! Nevertheless, I am back now, ready to bless the web world with my wit, wisdom and sage advice. I excel at sage advice.
It has been over a year since I last updated this blog. But, of course, you knew that. Why, you ask? Why has it been so long since I have communicated with the unwashed masses? I have no excuse. Perhaps I was weary. Perhaps I did not deem you worthy of my efforts. Perhaps it was just Sloth, one of my favorite deadly sins. Perhaps.
In the past year, the world lost one of its shining stars, my dear sister-in-law, who took her leave of this life last March. I miss her still and probably always will, but at least I can take comfort in knowing that she suffers no longer. She will probably be the first (and perhaps, the only!) one to read this entry. Don’t know where you are now, sis, but I love you and miss you very much!
As for life as we know it, well, it goes on!
There are still cats, although not so many. Cat1 has become quite old (18!) and enfeebled, but he is still hanging tough, Cat2 is still deaf and still mean, but seems to be becoming a bit more mellow in her old age (11 or so?). Three cats wandered off into the world, not to be seen again. At least not by us. One of those was Cat7, quite the charmer and I do not doubt that he found a less competitive home. He, along with 5, 6 and 8, were my daughter’s cats – the rest have gone to live with her, since she now has a place that allows pets.
Cats 3 and 4 were allowed to become outside cats and after lingering for a while, they struck out to make their fortune. Well, at least I hope that’s why they came home less and less frequently and finally not at all. At least they were both neutered and so I do not feel guilt about contributing to any feral cat population.
That left me with only Cat1 and Cat2. At least until my son came home with a kitten that he had found wandering in a local park. I told him I could not keep that cat. I told him that I have no money to afford vet upkeep for any more animals. I told him that he would be responsible for getting the kitten spayed and would have to take it with him when he moved out. Of course he agreed to all that…
That was around last November. I still have that kitten. She’s bigger now, but not much – she’s a small cat. She still has not yet been spayed, so she is never allowed outside. In appearance, she is very similar to my old cat, Cat1 and so seems destined to replace him when he shuffles off his mortal coil. My son who never seems to have any money, has not come through with his promises to get her fixed. And somehow I doubt that he plans to take her with him when he moves out, which will probably be very soon.
I guess I don’t mind so much. I’ve become a bit attached to her, I guess she is the new ‘Cat3′.
Smalldog is still with me and has become my boon companion. He has an unhealthy emotional attachment to me to the point that he won’t even let anyone else take him for a walk. And he loves his walks! He follows me about the house and he is only the second dog I have ever had that can be trusted off leash. He’s a good boy, yes him is!!!
Okay, enough drivel…
more to come at a later date….
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