My caregivers

I have had some health problems recently and I have had some good caregivers.  Duncan and Jock have loved it.  They love that I go to bed around 7pm.  They love that I am home more.  I can't sit down in the living room without Duncan and Spats in my lap, Jock on the footstool at my feet, Missy on my mutilated couch, Picasso and van draped around my neck.  Honey cannot be still long enough to be anywhere for more than 5 minutes.  Honey looks forward to Sundays.  Baby (he now weights in at 100 pounds to her 45 pounds)comes for a play date.  They wear themselves out, trash my kitchen and dining room.  Baby, when he drinks, has water all over the floor.  Honey is so dainty. Never a drop of water on the floor.  Never a piece of food on the floor.  It is amazing how dainty she can be.  And if I had her energy and could bottle it and sell it, I would be rich.  She can go and go and go.  And like Daisy, she just knows that that squirrel will just jump down into her mouth.  She would not know what to do with it, but she still thinks it will just drop down into her mouth.

My cats are now 16. I am constantly trying new foods.  They are doing ok, but of course they have lost muscle mass and only eat wet food now.  My 4 footed roommates make life worth living.  Without them, it would be miserable.