The blond girl who checked me out, then engaged me in a discussion about politics and religion; the humiliation of bare grass in February; Royce
Tuesday, February 23, 2010 at 4:00AM ;)
Margie drove into town to see Jobe and Kalib, but I could not go because I had too much work to do. So I had her drop me off at Mat-Su Valley Family Restaurant, which would leave me with a four-mile walk home, but that's good. I needed to walk four miles. Five would have been okay. In fact, I probably did walk five, because I did not take the most direct route.
As I ate my ham and eggs, a little girl from three tables up and across the aisle saw that the table in front of me was empty, so she came over to check me out.
Her name was Nona.
We discussed the fine points of politics and religion. We did not agree on everything, but it was a civil and friendly discussion, with each party showing complete respect for the other's point of view. It was a discussion that Senators and Preachers could learn from.
;)
This is Nona's sister, whose name I did not get. She wanted to see Nona's picture. I showed it to her. She was very pleased.
;)
Across the aisle, one table down. After I finished my breakfast I sat and sipped my coffee for about ten extra minutes, hoping that they would finish their breakfast so I could introduce myself, show them the picture and get their names, but they weren't even close to being done and I had things to do, so I left.
;)
It is not supposed to look like this around here in mid-February. I don't like it at all. In fact, it is humiliating, but there is nothing that I can do about it.
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This is Willie. I did not catch the names of his people, but they look really familiar to me.
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That was yesterday. This is today, when a raven flew over my head.
;)
I know some of you are very concerned with Royce. A couple of days ago, he vomitted clear stuff repeatedly, but has been fine ever since. At least as fine as a cat in decline can be expected to be.
By the way, I uploaded every single picture in this post and wrote every word with my good black-cat buddy Jim sprawled out across my chest, his rear legs resting upon my left forearm and his front on my right.
You might think that it would be very hard to manipulate a computer under such circumstance, but I have much practice behind me.
Now I hate to shut down and make Jim move, but I've got to go to bed.
Reader Comments (11)
The clear stuff might not be vomit, but possibly fluid from Royce's lungs. My 6 year old kitty from many years ago spat up clear secretions from his lungs for some time before his breathing became labored (congestive heart failure -- an x-ray showed an enormous heart).
I quickly scrolled to the end for the Royce update. I wish him peace and happiness.
Thank you for the Royce update. Nice picture.
Your nephew, how is he doing?
Snowing here............
There is something particularly good about this post. It makes me feel connected to the universe. That's a lot, and it doesn't happen so very often.
By the way, my father's idea of good bedtime reading to me were the early Helmericks' books. Good choice, don't you think? Now I see that Bud has just passed away in Arizona.
We need snow here in upstate NY too. Very odd and discomforting.
Best to you.
Like Merryone:
This blog "makes me feel connected to the universe". I love coming here but there are days I dont make it, with regret.
I'm glad to hear Royce has improved. It's hard watching a loved pet suffer in the last stretch of life. You have been a great "Master" and I'm forever greatful your including him in "day in the Life of Bill" posts.
Have a great day Bill. Your the BEST!
Boy those little girls look like they could really give you a run for your money. Thanks for the Royce update.
Hey Royce!! I'm sending you some cyber kisses and ear scratches.
You made the cat move so that you could go to bed?!!!!!!!! Man. You are one heartless cat owner.
I had four cats & one Mom 18 months ago.
I couldn't find my 10 year old female one day, she was hiding in my son's room. Turns out she was sick & died 2 days later.
Then my Mom died about a month after that.
2 weeks after that I couldn't find my 17 year old male cat, he was hiding in my son's room. (it's a cave of a room) He was very sick & I had to put him down.
That was a bad 6 weeks.
I still have 2 cats, but miss the others.
I enjoy how much you love your cat.
Keep it up Royce!
enjoyed meeting the tactful nona. now there's a name for you! good you walked 5 miles. good article in the times about importance of not sitting all day long. you were probly too busy to read it. i emailed it to my 33-yo son w/the title: did desk-sitting give you hypertension? enjoy royce in his final days. can't stand the color of the winter grass when it's buried beneath the snow, then exposed. i miss real green! we've got more snow than you do here in philly.