Moby curled on the red blanket left on the floor, that Eleanor usually claims on the sofa. She circles, kneads, even sits for a while, very close. Noses him, purrs, he allows, until she bats at him. I shoo her off at that. She tries several times, wanting, unwilling to share, wanting. Eventually, she settles for the lower level of the tree and stretches out in the low sun. Moby still not happy being swatted, but more on an eye-roll than an emergency reaction.
Another crash at the corner. No one hurt, we check and leave them to it. Not before hearing that the car was going the wrong way, which is why they could not see into the low sun that the light was red. We've seen drivers doing that stupid maneuver, from the apartment parking, a quick trip across the intersection to the next apartment's parking, the wrong way down a one way street. Perhaps understandable in the middle of the night, when it's oh, so, quiet here, if still risky and illegal as hell. But at 1830? Folly, dangerous folly. The freeway exit feeds into that street, several blocks away, but often still at speed, with the expectation of a clear run.
Tis the season. There will be more, there were last year.
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I've gone the wrong way at the wee hours, like you've mentioned, but even then, very carefully.
Our cat had a checkup last night where a few patches of him were shaved to gain access to some scabs he has. We don't know the cause, but we have an ointment to put on him twice a day. A blood test on Leo also showed that he is at the very early stages of renal failure, so we have to put him on more expensive medically enhanced food. All of this on top of the bimonthly injection to help him with his asthma. Fun fun fun!
The tow truck picture is very festive with the prayer flags and tassels.
Aargh, the weather here feels like it's batting us.
Frigid and windy -- don't know if we'll have Spring at all... which is really too bad since Spring and Autumn are the only tolerable seasons here in Tennessee.
Phil,
Please don't, ok?
Poor kitties.
Nimble,
Had to look again, them's bells btw. But no less festive.
Rou,
Bundle up.
Class,
Depending on altitude?
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