Wednesday, November 23, 2016

The Kid is Home

Well, the kid dropped out of Berkeley.  The cat, PK died two weeks ago.  My knee is feeling better.  Lovely is coming in June, and staying till July, five weeks, and Isaiah is coming June with Lovely and staying til end of July.  Abby is not coming.

How is it having Kurt home?  Weird, and good and bad.  This is just the third day.  We drove up last Sunday, the 20th of November, and drove back down on Monday.  Staying at Warren's is always nice and they had the same party they had two years ago, at Christmas, Caroline's friends.  It was so weird to pack all of Kurt's stuff and haul home.  KR and I had spoke of this in August, thinking, "He is not going to make it."  Why?  He did not change last summer and we still let him go.  At least now, he failed on his own.  Just our 15,000 dollars.  What a lesson.  Well, no more of this.  He needs to get a job, and go to El Camino and make up his mind if he wants to continue next year.  He does not need to go back to Berkeley.  As long as he is happy and productive, is all we ask for.

More later..........

Saturday, November 12, 2016

PK is gone

Today PK is no more.

She came to us from Dr Chris Omoto years ago.  I got her in 2006, I think.  Someone dumped her at Dr Omoto's door step and PK was placed in the office counter with a note for someone to adopt her.  My PK II had just passed away and I decided to take her home.  PK was previously named Harriett.  She did not want to go out and was always an indoor cat.  The last few months, she has been pooping in the house and vomiting.  Over a month ago, I took her to Pacific Vet and the blood work showed nothing is wrong, so the limited diag was irritable bowel, with possibly lymphoma.  She was on prednisolone and metronidrozole for a while and it helped but three days ago, she stopped eating and would not drink.  Today she meowed most day and was looking so uncomfortable I called the mobil vet who came here and now she is buried in the chicken run about three feet down.  I miss that cat who used to meow loudly every night, as she carried someone's sock around in her mouth.  She also chased little shiny things and will bring it back.

Now there is only Mooch and Mini-Moo, plus the feral Blackie.  No more additional cats.  Don't know what we would do when it is Gracie's turn.  She is the bestest dog.  Also Mini-Moo is the greatest cat too, and I hope they hang for long time.  Mooch is limping, and has been for over a week, don't know how he got hurt, prolly fighting with Blackie.

KR had Kids Club today.  I miss my cat

My knee really hurts, think I will have to have a cyst surgery, sigh.