December 6, 2020

• I've had better weeks

  Well as far as that header goes I've had better days. Memory is getting worse, emotions the last couple days go from weepy to ticked at something. Kind of like the weather sunny or cold. I try to live by a routine, Wil jogged it off last night, refused to shower.  He spent the entire day doing nothing but watching TV, looking out a window or door for what he calls a black cat. Mr. Gray is pretty dark so that is understandable but why the sam hill do I correct him?  Probably one of the moods I'm in at the time.  I had planned for this week to trap him and get him vaccinated and neutered. Daughter has other ideas and insists next week when she is off it will be done.

  I do understand she is trying to save me from back pain as I've had a lot of it of late. So tonight I plan on showing her how that old trap works and what I think should be done. Mr. Grey has breakfast promptly at 7 a.m.  If she arrives at the hour he is going to run to the bush and may stay there if she sets the trap on the porch.  I will have to stay out of sight and sound.  He sleeps in the box on the porch under the chair. He sees me the minute I put the window blind up in the office. I will have to remember not to do that.

  If he goes in the trap fairly soon and eats that tuna I will have her put the trap in the back of my car as it will be warmer in there. Vet doesn't open until 8 a.m.  My luck of late the little bugger will wait until 6 p.m. when the vet is closed. I'm afraid if I don't get him on the first try there won't be a second.  Sometimes cats will step right over the trigger.

  I will ask them to chip him so if Animal Care pics him up he can be identified.  He will have to be an outdoor cat until he gets a lot more tame. He lets me pet him but any wrong move I may get slapped with his paw. I stepped to close to him the other day, he got my leg.

  Carissa drove me yesterday to Costco to get my hearing aids cleaned. Crowded, she let me out told me to call her while she sat in the car. I did that, she didn't answer her phone it went to voice mail. After so many tries I got worried. I asked a young employee if he sees a PT Cruiser tell her I'm ready for pick up.  It was cold, I only had a sweater on, but I tried another employee to ask were lot security was. He was pushing carts and couldn't be any help other than go in there pointing and ask for a supervisor.  Did that and could feel tears. I sat outside on the edge of a pole and Chase stopped to help again. By then I was crying. Supervisor showed up, looked at my phone for her number and Chase kept telling me he would stay right with me. He soon saw the car and stood in the road waving for her.  He put my walker in the car and I wasn't even thinking of looking for a tip. Turns out the volume on her phone must of been turned down. We picked up subs on the way home.  Even now writing about this I have tears in my eyes.  WTH??  Shoot I cried through part of church today.

  Oh and Wil showered and shaved today. and watched the cat.

   

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