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The Survey says…

A friend posted a Questionnaire on Facebook. I never copy and paste anything on FB. Therefore, I copied and pasted to my blog, instead. Here are the questions and answers for this one (Thanks, Sonja)

Q: How old are you?

65, and trust me, the only perk I really enjoy is getting a discount at the movies. Early-bird specials? Uh, no thanks.

Q: Surgeries?

Four. One to fix the knee I broke when I was ten (still have a huge scar) and the other three to fix the plumbing.

Q: Tattoos?

Zero. Nada. Nobody approaches me with a needle unless it’s for a legitimate, medical purpose. (btw, when I went to see the doctor for my plantar fasciitis yesterday, he surprised me with a pneumonia shot)

Q: Ever hit a deer?

No. Almost hit a skunk once. Glad I missed out on that experience.

Q: Rode in an ambulance?

Yes. Let me just say we totaled the car and all of us limped away from it.

Q: Ice skated?

I’ve only roller skated and was a danger to everyone when I did it, including myself. Broke an elbow that the ER Doctor said was only a sprain. Three months later, when it was still bothering me and had healed back wrong, I found out how erroneous that diagnosis was.

Q: Rode a motorcycle?

Yes, but only as a passenger.

Q: Stayed in hospital?

Yep, several times. Last time I had double pneumonia. Have no urge to do THAT again.

Q: Last phone call?

Husband—after 46 years of marriage, we STILL talk to each other. (we won’t discuss his hearing issues, however)

Q: Last text from?

Joe Scholes, about my plantar fasciitis. He’d never heard of it. (Lucky him)

Q: Watched someone actually die?

Not yet.

Q: Pepsi or Coke?

Neither. I hardly ever have a soft drink. Coffee is my caffeine of choice, with iced tea a close second. Frankly, anybody who stands between me and coffee in the morning may cause me to change my answer on the previous question.

Q: Favorite Pie?

Pumpkin, with chocolate close behind. Oh—and I need whipped cream with both, thanks.

Q: Favorite season?

Any season that doesn’t affect my allergies. Usually, all of them affect my allergies. The proper question should have been what is your LEAST favorite season?

Q: Broken bones?

Knee, elbow, toe. Knee was the only one properly repaired. Still can’t fully extend my right arm because of the elbow (ball joint) break. Toe? It just gets huffy if I discuss that incident.

Q: Received a Ticket?

Yes. (Hangs head in shame)

Q: Favorite color for clothes?

Black, but denim is also a favorite, which means I can disappear in almost any crowd.

Sunrise or sunset?

I’m usually more awake at sunset. I’m sure most sunrises are spectacular, too, but drinking coffee while bleary-eyed doesn’t do it justice.

Q: Ocean or mountain?

Ocean, hands down. The sound of the waves is a natural anti-anxiety medication.

Connie out–

Bearcat

Bearcat loved chicken (in any form) and bacon. That meant anytime we had chicken for dinner (or bacon in anything) he would sit next to my chair, waiting for any bits of bacon or chicken to come his way—accidentally or on purpose.

Your hair could be standing on end at this point (why would you give a cat people food?)

Well, he was twenty-two years old, and after he reached eighteen four years ago, I figured he could have anything he wanted.

When he was younger, he’d find a way to get to the highest point in any room and freak us out at times by jumping from a tall bookshelf onto our bed at night.

Oftentimes, too, we were allowed to pet him only a certain number of times before he was “done with petting,” and voiced (or bit) his opinion.

In other words, he was a C-A-T.

We loved him.

Last Saturday, after a short illness, he passed, and now there is a big, Bearcat-sized hole in our lives.

And, when your fur kid spends that much time with family, then he IS family, regardless of what anyone else thinks or says. You go the distance for them, just like you would any other well-loved family member.

And so, we grieve.

Unfortunately, that has also put a big hitch in my writing progress, and what that means is that Blood Alliance will be a month late getting out. The revised date for release is now October 25th. I hope you understand—I just need a little time.

Time to stop seeing him in the corner of my vision.

Time to stop thinking that I need to feed him, or give him a special treat.

Time to stop expecting him to announce every morning that it’s breakfast time and I should get on that right away.

Time.

Time to stop missing him so much.

Thank you for your patience at this time. It is greatly appreciated.

Connie