Paradise ponders... Debbie is down with a bad cold. It got worse all day yesterday, but today she's on the “getting better” side. She's got a nasty cough every time she has a cold, and this time is no exception. I hate hearing her hacking, but there's not a thing I can do...
My brother Scott is getting along fabulously well with his neighbors. He's only been in the house a couple of weeks, and he's already had dinner with two (or more?) of his neighbors, met loads more, and has every expectation of more of the same. I expected him to find the neighbors a good bunch of folks, but I didn't expect it to happen so fast!
I'm puttering and taking care of Debbie today. I ran one of our cats (Koa, our oldest guy) up to the vet for a checkup, as he was exhibiting some strange symptoms. Turns out he's got another urinary tract infection (UTI), something male cats are prone to. She took blood for a workup, too. Also gave him some fluids, as he was a bit dehydrated. Now he's home, and on antibiotics to get rid of the UTI...
For the past two days we've had a roaring fire going in our living room fireplace. I brought in some wood that we cut when the Mormon horde helped me clean up along the irrigation canal last summer. It's a mix of wet and dry, and box elder and black willow. It's all burning very well, making the room (where Debbie is holed up) a much homier place...
That's Scott's forte--he has always been very skilled in finding people who will feed him. We were always willing and happy to provide meals for him at our home. Marguerite
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