The Start of Another Week

Wow, it's the last Monday of September already. Beats me where the heck the month--the year--has gone. There's an Annie Dillard quote I read years ago that has stuck with me: "How we spend our days, is, of course, how we spend our lives." (Full disclosure: I've not read any of her books; the quote, seen in passing, caught my attention.)

That makes me feel a bit sad, since I spend my days in front of a computer doing tedious things with spreadsheets and databases. LOL. On the other hand, I'm blessed to have a good job with great people, and hey, most of us have to earn a living. Life could be much, much worse and I'm grateful for all that I've been given. ♥

Derry's GI issues continue, and I've got an email in to the vet to ask about a round of antibiotics and/or Prednisolone. I need to give up the hope that this will be managed by food alone at this stage; perhaps down the road it can be. Part of the issue is that he just won't eat most of the vet food, canned or dry, that would help him, and the foods he will eat exacerbate the problem. My basement is filled with unused open bags of kibble and partial cases of canned. I'm not impressed that my vet clinic doesn't carry most of the feline food that would be appropriate, so I can't just buy a few tins to see if Derry will eat it. No, I have to order a case of 24 from their recently-launched web store, and I'm unable to return at least some, if not all, of it. I really don't care for this model of veterinary care, it's a far cry from the state of care when I first adopted Chumley and Annie. (We can say the same thing about the state of our own health care, it's now a far cry from how doctors interacted with their patients decades ago, and at what length.)

Anyway, we're muddling along as best we can, the two of us.

Except for yesterday, I haven't been out walking much...or out at all beyond errands. (Though R & C's visit on the 19th was lovely, so nice to see them again!)

I did, however, walk almost 7 km yesterday morning, from home to the Pet Valu location out in the west end of our city. I hadn't intended to walk that far, but it was such a lovely day and once I got going I just kept moving. I admit I was relieved to bus home, though. Surprisingly, I feel fine today, not sore.

Oh, I was chatting with my (only living) aunt yesterday and she seemed to feel that another lockdown was coming at Christmas-time and that this pandemic would rage for 3 - 5 more years. That floored me. Maybe I'm being more optimistic out of sheer desperation, but I'm not sure we'll survive (mentally/emotionally) if COVID is in a pandemic state (as opposed to endemic state) for 3 - 5 years beyond what we've already gone through. Yikes!

Anyway, I'm going to focus on cheerier things, like dogs in windows and lingering sunflowers. 🌻

I hope everyone is well and that the week is a good one. Take care.

Peace.