Old Unreliable

So folks may or may not have noticed I've been sort of drifting in and out of scenes like some ghost lately. Perhaps the most noticiable being Purnima's excitement about a birthday party, and then no more posts about it.

Muffy, my grandmother's cat, is very ill and is dieing. She's a mixbreed Maine Coon at the ripe old age of ninteen years. So no one can argue that she hasn't had a good run. But it's upsetting all the same. Especially for my Grandmother, and I practically grew up beside that cat. Cantankerous prideful thing that she is, as cat are, I love her and I'll miss her. Loosing a pet is always hard, and loosing anyone is taxing through a long procees like this.

Anyway, getting back on track here. I've been busy taking care of an invalid Muffy and helping my Grandmother through the process of saying goodbye. So a lot of the time, I'm either suddenly too busy or just in no mood to write. Perhaps the feelings it dredges up are of the decline and death of my dear dog Sammy nearly half a year ago. I've lost pets before, but that one hurt. She was my baby.

But forgive my meangerings. In short: I've been busy, not feeling like writing, and I'm throwing this up 'cuz it's my darn blog and maybe it'll give me a little closure for Sammy's death.


PS,

Oh right. The flooding in the basement has been fixed now as well. Tree roots getting in the sewer lines in hot weather like its been, looking for water. Carpet has been thoroughly shampooed, thank you Rug Doctor. Now to get everything back together.