Squirts

Two days watching the walls go up on the new home for homeless young men. My understanding is that there there is a real need among the gay and transgendered in particular. After the fire in the existing building, the project got pushed back. Given the age of the old place, maybe it's just as well they get new construction. Safer, given a group home situation.




Listening to a story about the banning of trans-fat on my way home. Glad I've already gotten away from a lot of processed foods. Switched to real butter a while back. Grew up on margarine. Heard part of the next story, about why cheese is dyed orange.


Moby ill yesterday, couple of bouts of the hersheysquirts, refused food, slept, crept into the bottom of his tree and stayed there all night. Poor kitty. D very worried, me as well. When he got home, though, Moby was up on the top of his tree, and up for a nibble as well. I'm thinking he accidentally ate some weed with the grass, or he 'et a bugge.' That would have to cause a bit of the runs, I would think. Held him awhile when I got home, he nestled in for a minute, then wanted down. As per.


We know he's getting older, but we want him around for a long time yet. As with each other.