Angel Blogging
Last Night
When the suddenly hot human turned on the ceiling fan, Angel, on the bed, acted as if he'd never seen it before. First he cranked his head back so far he was all chin, neck, shoulders and chest. Then his head started to rotate, first one way, then the other. Then he rose up on his back legs and way stretched up one paw. Then he started over. The only thing he didn't do was jump, which was probably just as well. This went on for many minutes, and might have gone on longer, but the hot human got cold and turned the fan back off.This Morning
The human dropped one of those hanger-clothespin thingies in the bathtub, and then forgot to pick it up. A little while later there was a clatter in the bathtub, and Angel-Mighty-Hunter emerged from behind the shower curtain with the thingy in his mouth. He was clearly delighted with himself, and when the human went to retrieve the thingy, he ran down the hall and up the attic stairs...
Now
A little while ago the human was hot and took off her robe. Now cold again, she finds Angel is napping on her robe. Since disturbing him in any way whatsoever is totally out of the question, she finds a sweater to wear instead.
posted by Lizzy at 12:38 PM
3 Comments:
LOL! What a character!
Status Report: We celebrated Mom's 90th birthday Saturday at McCormick and Schmick's (Sp?) Seafood Restaurant in Pasadena. All four of us "kids" were there, including sis from Hawaii, brother and sister-in-law from Santa Rosa (CA) area and brother from Los Angeles. Plus my mother's 94-year old sister and 98-year old brother-in-law.
First cataract surgery is scheduled for Monday, Nov. 5th.
Things are finally falling into place and I feel a little calmer. Mom's hip is doing well, but because her memory is not good, she is going to go back to the rehab center in her own retirement residence. Medicare has reduced the number of physical therapy appointments from three times a day down to just one per day and Mom just can't retain the P.T. sessions so the physical therapist says he has to tell Medicare to stop treatments because she won't improve on just one per day. So all future rehab expenses will come out of pocket from the siblings. It's scary to realize that even Medicare, considered one of the best medical options, is not always there for us when we need it.
Oh, well. Best not to dwell on these aspect of real life and dive back into the adventures of Angel and the other 921 cats and kittens!
I love the Angel stories, and hope you will eventually publish them. Life with Angel sort of diary.
Sandy, I'm glad to hear you're doing well. Your family is genetically geared for longevity! I'll be thinking of you next Monday.
Wow, Hi, Sandy - Your family sounds awesome! I will also have you in my thoughts and prayers come Monday... And I'm telling the guys that they have an obligation to be xtra cute and bloggable (new word?) to support one of their all-time favorite commenters!
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