Saturday, October 1, 2011

Where does the time go?

I had all of Saturday to myself.  My husband, daughter and son-in-law, visited my husbands' grandmother for the weekend.   I had a whole list of things I was going to try to do:  walk the dogs (done), feed the kids cats (done), check out the antique desk at the local antique mall (check - too big), shopping at Target (done), sewing Buttercups Halloween costume (nope), hang artwork in ROG (nope), iron all of my clothes (nope).   Instead, I visited my mom. I was well overdue for a visit and I had bought a couple of things for her that I needed to drop off.   She was feeling poorly today, which is becoming her normal state so I picked up some groceries for her too.  My sister arrived at the same time I did and we were given projects to help around the house.  My mom wants to kill her cats next week.  She feels she can't take care of them anymore, which is justified given she is 83 and has leukemia.   She doesn't feel that trying to find a new home for them is the answer.   She thinks they would be more miserable in a new home than being dead.  I tend not to agree with that.  Today she revealed (not directly), that she is afraid she will die, not be discovered for days and the cats will start eating her.   Mmmm.  She stated this is a "medical fact" that she read about in a "medical magazine" years ago.  My sister and I questioned if this publication were the National Enquirer???  No she said.   I real doctors magazine.  Okay.   So now I have to contact rescue organizations and see if they have space for 2 cats.     I know what you're thinking and don't go there.  I already have 3 cats and 2 dogs.  We have reached our animal quota.  Hopefully, I can help poor little Annie and Max before its too late.

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