I've made it past my turning point...

James

This is James. He is beautiful and one of the "magnificent seven" at the Homestead. I would take him in a heartbeat. Not only because he's an absolute lover... he's also the only solid color cat.

All of my cats, have been pure colors... Valentine was pure, bright white with the most intense amber-green eyes you've ever seen. Moon, Phoebe and Ludie (were &) are almost "blue-black" with vivid bright green eyes. Although Ludie's eyes are the greenest. But he's also the only purebred. That may have something to do with it.

But there's no way James would ever be parted with... (his good nature helps balance out Amy) Oh, I've been corrected on my take on her. She doesn't bite. And she's not that bad... but I still wasn't going to try and take her "food-slash-kill" from her... I think that would have been bad. (but she still scares me! Call me a wuss if you want...)

The last two days, I hurt myself severely doing spring yard cleanup. I can't wait for my next blood test because I've held my blood thinners in order to use hypos for pain control. They hate when I do that. They'll get over it is my thought on the subject.

I was surprised at the burst of growth seemingly overnight. Of course, that could just be because I raked off all the leftover leaves I didn't rake up last fall. Nah... it probably just seems that way. HA!

Walking slowly around the yard today looking at the flower beds I noticed and abundance of green shoots and was happy to see that some of them aren't actually weeds! It's supposed to rain tonight or tomorrow and I'm sure that'll help. The sky is beginning to talk now although it seems to be more to the north, but the rumblings are getting closer to the flashes of light in the night sky.

Working in the yard, I wasn't all that surprised to be pulling out fully bloomed yellow dandelions yesterday. (How in the hell do they do that?!?! They're under last fall's leaves, gravel thrown up from the snow blower and yard chairs turned upside down over them!) Those fricking dandelions are like cockroaches, they'll probably survive nuclear attacks!

Today I just mostly slept (well... dozed is more appropriate... in the recliner awhile, nope... hurts too much so then to bed, little while later, oops hurts... get up, then start the cycle all over again...) Yay. Pain. You know there are those out there that are into pain. They actually (on occasion) pay for it! If only I could bottle it... I'd make a fortune!

Anyway... Ludie has been greatly enjoying my return home, and he's also been doing his part to help with the discomfort. Animals sense this and I know he must, because he is very careful when he jumps into my lap and when I lay in bed he is very careful about how he snuggles next to me. Of course I can't rule out the fact that my using the heating pad is for him at least, the kitty equivalence of crack. (It's 10 p.m. parents, do you know if your cat's on a heating pad?)

I use that line because when I was a kid, the local TV stations actually had that statement just before the news! (Voice-over of a very serious, deep male voice as a still picture of kids on a street corner looking like your basic 1960's juvenile delinquents...) "Parents, it's 10:00 o'clock P.M. Do you know where your children are?" Now? That would be the opening tag line for the latest comedy show.

Whoa!!! That was one very bright flash and huge thunderclap (sent Ludie flying) and me signing off quickly!