Tomorrow, at 12:22 PM, the sun will be exactly, perfectly overhead in Cayman. The sun would shine all the way to the bottom of a well. Telephone poles will have no shadow.

Apogee means “The furthest point. The sun physically cannot be further from the horizion.

It happens twice a year, once as the sun travels north, to the Tropic of Cancer, and again as it heads south, back to the equator and the Tropic of Capricorn.

Best day for a beach lunch!

Have a sunny day!

Had a good walk with Lenny this morning. We saw, and heard, lots of cats.

We saw the one above and also one that was pure black. Some cat must have had kittens not too long ago. We heard lots of meowing in the trees too.

The week is going slow. For some reason, I can’t keep track of what day it is.

I’m runnung late today, the website wanted to be updated, and it took longer than usual.

Have ye a grea day!

Chris asked yesterday, where the seeds were. Well, the short answer, is in the trees. Every year our Ceiba tree gets these seed pods that kind of look like bananas.

They start green then dry and turn brown and they are full of cotton fluff. When I hit them with the lawnmower, it creates an explosion of snow. A snowplosion.

In the back yard, we have a poinciana tree. They get these long seed pods that will actially stop the lawnmowers blade.

They fall as the tree loses its leaves, before it grows its orange summertime flowers.

Both trees produce plenty of mess for the yard, (Not complaning), and it makes mowing a hassle more of a hassle.

Chris also asked if Lenny misses Sheba. The short answer is yes. But the one who really misses Sheba, is Goldie.

They were best of friends. Goldie obviously misses Sheba, and doesn’t really like Lenny at all.

And yes, I’m ready for another dog. It doesn’t mean I love Sheba less, but I want another dog now. I’m afraid to bring it up with the wife so soon though.

Yesterday afternoon, at work, I thought it was Thursday for a minute. I was looking at some documents from the weekend, and thought, “These are from Sunday, why am I just getting them now?” Then I realized it wasn’t Thursday, it was Monday. That’s a sign of a baaaaaad Monday!

But now, it’s Tuesday, and the week is 20% done. I’ve noticed that the first five days after the weekend are the worst, then it’s not so bad!

Have a great day!

It’s Monday.A week ago was my first day back at work after vacation. A week ago was the last time I took Sheba for a morning walk. Seems like ages ago.

I’m looking forward to keeping busy this week, getting lots done, beach lunchtime every day.

The weekend was nice, We took Lenny to the beach and did yard work. My wife did a lot of yardwork, I did a little. She planted a lot of plants and used several bags of dirt and many flowerpots and I picked up these giant seeda that fall out of our trees.

I still need to paint the roof. Soon come!

I brought back some coffee from Costa Rica. It is super-good! I’m going to declare it my new favorite coffee. I poured the coffee in my coffee container, but couldn’t bear to throw the bag away without taking a picture, in case I forgot the name of the coffee.

Friday afternoon was the end of the workweek. I’m going to also declare it as the end of the week period. Today, Saturday, starts a new week. Last week was a tough week. Losing Sheba practically erased the memory, or feeling, or sensation of having just gone to Costa Rica.

This coffee helps revive the trip..

I seem to be the only one who has hope for Sheba. All the vets sound negative, and my wife agrees with them. They changed medications yesterday, and they do blood tests every 36-48 hours. I say wait till after the next blood tests to see if there’s improvement.

Also the vets did an ultrasound and found a large mass on her liver. (maybe kidney, I’m not sure) that they think is the cause of her problems.

She’s too weak to operate on, or even test the mass. I think they would have put her to sleep already if it wasn’t for me.

If the new meds help, there still may be hope, if it doesn’t, today may be Sheba’s last day.

I went and saw Sheba at the hospital yesterday. She looked miserable. She has an IV drip, and a cone so she can’t fuss with it. She’s on pain meds, so hopefully she doesn’t feel as bad as she looks. The doctors think it’s her pacreas right now.

I told her I’d go visit her every day. Today I’m taking her some deli chicken chunks! The wife says she’s going to go visit her too.

Havva happy humpday!

Sheba hasn’t been eating properly for several months. She seemed fine and we just thought she was being finicky. We changed foods, and she ate for a while, then got finicky again.

When we were gone to Costa Rica, she pretty much quit eating entirely. The housesitters told us she wasn’t eating.

When we got home, she wasn’t eating at all. Wife made her chicken and rice but she barely touched it, and she definitely didn’t feel good. She was obviously weak and didn’t look good. Pain was in her face, and her ears were trembling.

The day after we got home she vomited blood. A lot of blood. Now she’s in the hospital, undergoing tests. I think it’s the damn pills she was taking for her hips. The same vet gave Ditto the same pills for his hips and he started puking blood (and pooping blood) almost immediately.

Today we’ll find out what the (different) vet says.

Gonna see if I can get the scooter started this morning. Traffic was bad coming home yesterday. Super bad.

Have a great day!

We got home ok around noontime Saturday. The house was in good order. I don’t think Lenny remembered me. He shied away for the first hour or so. Ashy seemed to be on a new daily routine, and I’m getting her back on the old daily routine. Sheba is quite sick. Vomited blood and pooping blood from this pain medicine for her hip. The same vets gave the same medicine to Ditto and it did the same thing. I am quite unhappy with these veterinarians, but the wife thinks they’re the greatest. Sheba’s off the medicine and is rapidly improving.

The yard doesn’t even need mowing, because it barely rained the whole time we were gone.

Sooooo it’s back to work today. I’m actually looking forward to it. That’ll probably change once I get there. I don’y know about you, but when someone else goes on vacation, my workload goes up, covering for them. When I go on vacation, nobody covers for me. I have double work catch-up. Like punishment for taking vacation.

I sound negative, but dont feel negative, I look at it as job security.

I got Costa Rican chocolate bars for my co-workers, and a bag of coffee for HRM, Her Royal Majesty, the Human Rescources Manager.

I haven’t started my van or scooter in almost three weeks, it’s a van day today, and I expect it to start ok, but the scooter is hard to start, even after just a weekend.

Hope it’s sunny at lunchtime!

Have a great day and have a great week!

We’re not in Costa Rica anymore. The coffee’s terrible. We must be in the US, because there’s no WiFi. To be fair, the hotel we’re at has WiFi, but it doesn’t work. I’m tyhping this on my word processor, to cut and paste later, when there’s an internet connection.
We went out shopping last night at Target. Bought some stuff we needed, and a lot of stuff that we didn’t. Then we went to eat at Boston Market. It was my first time at a Boston Market. Not bad, not what I expected, but not bad.

We’re staying at the Morrison Hotel. Dania Beach Florida. USA, Planet Earth.

This morning, I was taking a shower and there was a power failure. In the dark silence, I heard a generator starting up, and I figured 15 seconds till it kicked in. Sure enough, 15 seconds and the lights came on. I finished my shower and headed to the lobby for coffee. I got on the elevator, and the door wouldnt close. I noticed the LED display that tells you the floor said “Out Of Service”. I got off, and the power went off again, as it switched from generator to city power. I pondered being stuck in an elevator for a few moments before I got back on, and punched the lobby button of the now normally functioning elevator, and got my two cups. The power failure is probably why the WiFi isnt working.

Also a first, I’m sitting at a proper desk typing, instead of leaning back on a chair with my keyboard in my lap. We’re in the Morrison Hotel in Ft Lauderdale Florida. Good showers.
This morning, in about two hours, we head back to the Ft Lauderdale airport and back home to Cayman! In Cayman they have good coffee, good showers and WiFi that usually works.
Still no WiFi, “Cannot Obtain IP Address”. I’ll probably be at the airport before I can post this.

LATER: Now I’m at the airport, we’re considerably early, which is OK by me. There was a guy who apparently was flying on an airplane for the first time. He was prompted by the security agent to remove the items from his pockets, one pocket at a time. Wad of cash from each pocket, handkerchiefs and his wallet. Took him forever. Then I had to go through barefoot, and came through with sticky feet. I went to the private family bathroom, and sat on the counter and washed my feet and flip flops with soap and water, ad dried them off with a lot of paper towels. Better than ruining a pair of socks.

So, we’re sitting here. I’m ready to get home. Have a great day!