I’m going to try to finish up at the new radio station today, and just neaten up tomorrow. I’ve almost completed the studio, and the transmitter can’t go in yet because of some electrical permits or something. So I’ll be going back later for that. Also I need to put in the production studio which should take only a day or so.

No blog post is complete without a photo, so here is a random photo for today.

The vet told me that the cat probably cannot ever be an outdoor cat because of his head trauma. They have a program that finds homes for dogs and cats and the vet said Mir would be a good candidate if we OK it. She (the Vet) guarantees the Mir would never be put to sleep.

I discussed it with the wife. We cannot have an indoor cat because of our killer dogs, so today I will go say goodbye to Mir, and give him to the vet.

Everyone at the vets office loves Mir. He purrs as soon as you touch him. He’s a beautiful cat. He has black stripes on his head and golden brown stripes on his cheeks.

I love Mir too, and am very sad I can’t keep him and take care of him forever.

I woke up at 2:30 this morning, feeling like the only person on earth I’m too old for this shit. I’m the same as I was 25 years ago, looking for a job ‘fixing things’, I haven’t grown or moved up a bit. I still don’t know what I want to do or what I want to “be when I grow up”, I’m just doing this because it’s what I’ve always done, and it’s what I think my father wanted. I wish that cat was here, now it the time to hold a purring cat in your lap.

Five minutes after my Wife left for work yesterday, she called me, distraught. A cat ran under her car and got hit. I rushed to the scene, a block away, and there was the cat in the road, in a pool of blood, exactly like the guy I found a couple of months ago. The cat was breathing, fast and shallow, but didn’t look squished anywhere. I had a towel, and put the cat on it, and took him to the vet. My wife said it was our cat Leroy, and I thought it was too, till yesterday evening, when I fed the cats and all 6 were there, including Leroy. So, it’s not Leroy. The injured cat’s not out of the woods yet, he (or she) took a serious hit to the head, bleeding from the nose and a big blood teardrop when I picked him up. But in my gut I think the cat will be OK. I’m glad I took the cat to the vet, and I’m glad it wasn’t Leroy. I’ll pay and let the cat go. I’m glad the cat didn’t lay in the road unconscious till the next car came and squished him.

Lady Gaga

This morning we all got up early and took my Wifes Mom to the airport. Her two week trip was over way too soon. We are very sad because she is gone.

This mornings sunrise was nice and clear, light blue with no red, and today seems like it will be a sunny day. I had a whole list of things to do today and now I can’t remember any of them, except pick up some plumbing parts for our kitchen sink, on which the main drain pipe broke and flooded our kitchen last night.

Below are some pics I took yesterday, the top two is our cat Goldie, relaxing after dinner in the afternoon, and the bottom two are flowers I took in the rain yesterday morning. I like the raindrops you can see on the flower pics, especially if you click to enlarge them.