Food Fight

Our poor, neglected, abused Ashy Thee Cat is waging a food war with us right now. We gave her canned wet food for the past two days, and now, apparently, her good ‘ol two different kinds of mixed Crunchies aren’t good enough for Her Royal Majesty. She is on a hunger strike. She is starving herself to death in protest, devastated by the obscene injustice, sitting by her full bowl, meowing morosely.

Look at her in the picture above. Skeletal. Look at the pain in those eyes. Ashy is also upset because she needs a few more layers of higher quality padding between her and the sofa. (We pile the cushions like that to keep Lenny the pooch off the sofa when we’re out or sleeping.)

We’re expecting the SPCA to come knocking down the door any minute, telling us that from now on we must only feed Ashy caviar and sashimi, just one small thing to alleviate her life of endless suffering, but until then…

Happy Humpday Ashy!

Aunt Aimee

Happy belated birthday to my Aunt Aimee! She turned 100 last week. Many more Aunt Aimee!

We were all going to see her for her 100th but didn’t because of covid. Another covid missed trip. I was at her and my Uncles place the Day It Rained Pears.

Here it’s practically constant thunder and lightning this morning. Rained earlier, but we didn’t get wet on our walk.

Stay dry and have a good day!

SpaceX Dragon Landing

It was a good weekend. Got a lot of rest, went out to a good dinner at a fantastic Indian Restaurant, and watched the SpaceX Dragon land successfully in the Gulf Of Mexico. I wonder how much NASA has to pay Mexico for permission to land in their gulf?

I’m guessing the Dragon landed right inthe middle of where the NASA plane was circling..
WB-57 was mentioned on the coverage as the aircraft.
See all the private boats in the background?
Reeling her in!
Putting her in the “nest”.

I was very happy they made it home safely. I almost shed a tear of joy when they re-gained radio contact after the firey re-entry and another when the parachutes deployed properly. Two tears shed, almost. Seriously, I’m glad they made it home OK. I remember my mother started crying when they first blasted off to return from the moon, I asked her why she was crying and she said that because if they couldn’t lift off, they’d be stuck on the moon and they’d die there. That was an eye-opener for me.

I went for a little snorkle yesterday evening, it was quite enjoyable. As you can tell from the picture above, I took a selfie. I’m waving, telling you to have a good week!