Okay, been a while since Morgan could type much, cuz her carpal tunnel was acting up - offered her some of my glucosamine but she's allergic to crustaceans, said she better not take that.
Anyway, so here's my cat story, kinda dull I think, but M&T laughed when it happened.
The cat that lives here, Nero, just figured out that I'm okay, since I can't always tell where he is. The other day: I'm sitting with M&T in their office, listening to some tunes, kinda drifting off to sleep, when the cat walked by just close enough to brush his tail across my face. Walkin' kinda slow-like, a bit tentatively, then bolted away to hide under the desk. Several moments later, he does it again, same routine. I think, okay, guess he wants me to play with him. So I stood up, and got into the play-position and woofed at him. He runs away. I can't tell just where he is, so I cock my ears and move my head around to "see" where he went. I'm telling you, this guy is stealthy, next thing I know, he's under me, arching his back and rubbing against my belly, then poof!, he's gone. This goes on for a while. I got real bored and lay back down to finish my nap. I'm gonna just completely ignore him from here on out.
Got some good news: passed my Senior Wellness exam last week with flying colors, good kidney, liver and calcium levels, no diabetes. And the BEST part -? I've finally kicked the darned UTI that was troubling me for so long - no bacteria, yay! Although I hear some x-rays are next up to see if I have stones and check on my heart.
Pretty doggone cold here, still more snow. Sunny days, but none of us want to be out too long. Max especially, he doesn't have furry paws like Iris and I do, plus he's got more of a Dane in him than Husky when it comes to his coat so he gets cold unless he's running full tilt and it's too icy to do that.
Well, take care and write if you get a chance!