Sharin' Stuff

 

Sharin’ Stuff

 

I went out to the store after midnight for a bad reason – a few loose cigarettes.  My punishment was seeing a rat.  Damn.  I thought the block had this under control.  It was under control for a few years.  I hope this gets solved before it becomes a tremendous deal.  There was a time it was so bad that I wanted my buddy to drive me into the lobby when he took me home.  I can’t bear the thought of it getting that way again.

 

A number of blogs back, I shared proudly that I did my taxes days before the deadline.  I’m still waiting on my refund.  I can’t believe it.  The local one came quickly but that was a very small one.  I need the federal one.  I have checked on line a few times, and the status is that it is still being processed.  I can’t f’in’ believe this.  They blamed the delay on the pandemic.

 

I’m not proud to admit this, but I’ve been watching the Bachelorette.  I’ll blame the pandemic.

 

Lately, when I see my little feline friend, Mustache, she is very loud and demanding for affection.  If I’m by the counter purchasing something, she insists on letting me know she’s there and waiting.  She rubs hard against my legs and ankles.  Sometimes she rubs her cheek against the top of my feet.  Then after my change is given, I bend down to pet her and she has much to say.  Then we go to her food – she likes me to walk her there.  She starts eating with her tail straight up, expressing her happiness.  I pet her and tell her, “I’ll see you next time.”  It’s always an experience that makes me smile.  Such pure love.  💗 😻

 

I want to have a four-legged member of the family again, but I have concerns.  First I was concerned about the finances and if there’s a need for veterinary care at some point.  A woman in the neighborhood said if I speak to the ASPCA, they may provide help for that.  I was happily surprised but never looked into it.  (I’m hoping I’ll be able to earn money again now that so many folks are vaccinated.)  Another concern is that though a cat doesn’t have to go out to relieve her/himself, they shed more than many dogs.  I have breathing issues, so that could be a problem unless I become a much better housekeeper.   😆 😅 😄 😃 😂 😁 😊 😏 😤  A dog does have to be walked several times a day.  I can do that, but I wonder about the days when it is 3 degrees.  I don’t know if I’ll be able to do that.  I find that torturous.  I’m still dealing with the after-effects of Legionnaire’s (Fall/Winter 2019) and a mild case of COVID (Spring 2020) combined with cigarette smoking.  I’m working on it, but I just don’t feel sure I should have a furry child in the apartment yet.  Yes, one can have four legs, be furry, and be my child.  It’s the heart that matters.

 

When I had my darling Luigi, I tried to get him to do his bizness on newspaper in the apartment when it was a blizzard or extremely cold out.  No way.  Once he had learned that he was a “good boy” for going outside, there was no way back.  He was a “good boy” for the rest of his life.

 

Now I’d want an older cat or dog for several reasons.  They are usually not the ones most desired for adoption.  They deserve peaceful and loving senior years after all they might have been through at the will of shitty humans.  It is worse for the animal if they outlive their human.  It hurts a whole lot when they pass, but it’s worse for them if we do.  Since I’m not a youngster (except in my mind), I don’t want to take the chance on a very young fur baby who might outlive me.

 

 

Love always to CGG-M ❤ ❤ ❤

Mindy Matijasevic

June 2021