My Daughter has recently been infected.
I have been in confined, close quarters, with similarly infected people.
I tried so hard not to inhale!! haha, Impossible, of course!
In the meantime, I have been getting Cat Scanned.! All my reading choices are being scrutinized. Or catinized!
If they are ok, I might go to sleep, says Morty!
I will rest & relax. Says the New Boss of The House!
Morty seem to know "Who loves you, Baby?"
He stays close to my side when I am sitting down, & he plays guardedly with Leo, & Honey if she is in the mood, but he steers very clear of Gom.
I have caught Gom trying to win favour, by patting & calling. He even bought Kitty Treats to entice. Morty is very cautious however, & he has steered a wide berth about the Gom,
How stressed does Morty look??
If I try to post pics in My Choice of location, I am thwarted by Blogger! GRRRR.
Apart from the Domestic Scenes, we have had other Close Encounters.
A sad, elderly woman weeping at the Vet's,` where I went, to adopt Morty. A time of Joy, for me. But such a sad time for this dear old lady.
Her little 13 year old dog, had to be put down. She wept as she paid for the Euthanasia.
Somehow, it seemed so wrong to me, that she had no support, no comfort.
So I put my arms about her, and hugged and patted her, as she mopped her tears.
She paid, and she thanked me for the support. I felt so sorry for her. She had given a loving home to a Rescue dog, who had become the Center of her Universe, as she put it.
She told me she could not bear to have another dog. She still has a bird.
I went shopping with my gorgeous Daughter, & we overheard some very strange conversations.
"I said to her, she needn't be impressed by those cars"
"Go & have a look, everyone owns the BMW these days!"
"Some of those Eastern Suburbs guys are bluddy unattracrtive. You need to be more choosey than a bluddy car!!"
"Look around, they are a dime a dozen!"
I looked at these people, making these declarations, & I privately thought they look like they dont have a "Pot to Piss In" which was the vernacular, back in the day. But I loved them!
They are the salt that keeps this country Honest. They are the reality of this current life.
There have been some shocking political revelations recently, here in New South Wales. Sad, for the most part. On so many levels. I have sympathy for all concerned.
Mark Knopfler, Telegraph Road.
How good is this!!