Wednesday I noticed that the Editor, as we fondly call Dinah around here, was having some stability issues. She was stumbling a bit and was loosing her balance.
It was obviously not her arthritis and that it was time. So we took her to the vet first thing the next morning and once again held a paw while the vet made her comfortable.
I am comforted by the fact that whatever it was that was causing her not to be able to walk good, manifested so suddenly and she was not in pain or lingering discomfort.
She was only with me for about 6 years, though I had know her for the previous 4 as she had been my mom’s cat.
She was a right pill at times, but an amazing companion. I miss my morning cuddles when the second alarm goes off.
However you chose to observe your holiday I hope it is filled with love and enjoyment.
Be at peace,
I loved the metal ‘crinkle’ tumblers from starbucks that were popular last year. There were several color combinations and one of them was a nice gunmetal gray with a matching lid and straw. I thought that was cool until I actually used the straw and found that I did not like the metal straw.
That was a simple fix, replace the straw. I was able to find a gray plastic straw and that was fine until it got dropped a couple of times and I broke the tip. Finding a second gray straw was not looking good.
When faced with the prospect of going back to the metal straw or, god forbid the Starbucks green straw, there was only one solution. Fix it myself.
All you need for this fix it a serrated knife (I used an old steak knife) and a fingernail file.
I marked the edge a bit below the break.
Support the straw against a towel so it does not roll around much and saw through the plastic with slow, but smooth motions so you don’t break/fracture the straw below you cut point.
Use your file to level off and smooth the rough edges. I used a glass nail file and it worked very nicely.
Tada! One fully functional straw, no extra cost. I’m a very happy coffee drinker. :)
Some pretty pathways I have found on various walks over the years. I find it heartwarming to find these little gems because they remind me that the path can be anywhere and lead anywhere. Two of theres are in moderate sized parks, but the other two are walkways into private yards.
A path through the trees.
Into another yard
A pretty spot by the water.
Into a yard