You're Being a Pest!

That would be Mr. Derry-Bear this morning, and as I was picking him up and giving him a cuddle for the umpteenth time, while trying to cook breakfast, do dishes, get ready for work, etc., I thought, I'm so happy he's being a pest! LOL.

He sneezed green once on Sunday, and once yesterday when I got home from work, and I called the vet clinic to find out when his vet would be in today, thinking he'd need antibiotics for sure.

Then last night, after Nicki and I had gone to bed and I was drifting off, Derry joined us and started a tussle with Nicki, on the bed, as they often will do. A vigorous, chase-off-the-bed-and-race-downstairs tussle.

And this morning he was out and in, out and in, out and in (minus 24 Celsius windchill), no sneezing yet, nothing untoward, just being his normal adorable but pesty self.  :-)

So I'll just wait and see, since he obviously was feeling just fine. Fingers crossed. Toes crossed. Maybe even eyes crossed for good luck. Ha.

From Sunday

Oh, and guess what I saw this morning, walking to the Centre to catch the express bus? (Regular bus was a no-show in my area, must have broken down.)

Yes, a robin! Alive! I stood under the tree and looked and looked and looked, and there was an orange-red breast. The poor thing will starve to death, there's NO bare ground, nothing for it to eat. Beats me why it's here now, but it was a nice harbinger of Spring to come.

Today's scanned in calendar page...seems crooked. Either that or it's my eyes.

Tomorrow's the duct-cleaning...Someone please send some good vibes that it gets done without undue stress on the cats.  :-)

Peace.