Shannon catches her claws in the carpet. Then we trim them and she calls us horrible names.
Evinrude had the loudest purr of any cat I ever had or saw. He was so laid back it wasn’t even funny. How he kept his balance on the back of the truck seat is still a mystery. He didn’t straddle it.
I miss all the critters I even had the honor to care for.
The 13th is when I go for my cataract surgery. I don’t understand why there isn’t “any” preparation except for dilation this time when the last time, the prep time was two weeks and I had to use specific eye drops several times a day.
They said if I have dark glasses, I can drive home. Simple.