I worked. I had some business but nothing like I have had for the past 15 years. The economy has not picked up for very small businesses for sure. I've had a few new clients but most say "We have no money for a web site, or for updates." Fortunately I had and at this time still have, my part time job with Leapforce. Working online from home, that's a blessing for which I am Very Thankful.
Renato worked. Yep, the husband now has a job, since August, driver and companion to a gentleman who lives on the northwest side of Ft Worth. Most weeks it's five days, occasionally four days. Great perks such as great seats at the NASCAR race up at Texas Motor Speedway in early November which included a private helicopter to and from the track. So even with the downturn in my business I'm not running in circles screaming and crying trying to figure out what to do Without to pay the bills and the house payment. I am Very thankful for that blessing.
The cats played. I know where a good portion of the money goes: cat food. Sadly we lost Crush in June (another reason Renato will Never have a birthday in June again). Crush was playing hard, then laid down and died. Vet did an autopsy (another word for it er..necrosomething can't spell it though) and found that Crush died of an aneurysm in his brain. I always said that cat had headaches, guess I was right.
The new kitten arrived. Well sort of...last week Renato blew into the house and said, "Come look at this kitten its front legs are broken." Ack! Dashed out and there was a wee thing sitting in the bird seed. It dashed to the storage shed, moving pretty fast for broken legs! They aren't broken, this boy is a "squitten" or "twisty cat" with the congential deformity known as Radial Hypoplasia (RH).
This picture only shows one front leg but the other matches it. He walks on the entire front er forearm. You have to be careful if you're holding him then sit him down as he falls on his face, though he pops right back up. He is just the sweetest, most loving kitten!And has now been vetted. We though he, as he was so small he was about 2 months old, but no, he's 4 months, but only weighs 3.5 pounds. Further, his breast bone is slightly deformed, it's pointed and sticks out further than it should, and finally the bottom most joint on his tail is enlarged and disjointed.
When he plays too hard he pants and makes a clicking sound, same clicking sound when he purrs loudly. At first I thought "What's wrong with the furnace? Sounds like its trying to click on?! Or the hot water heater?" Both are just down the hall. After a day of getting up and checking here there and yon I realized it was coming from this baby! Oh his temp name is Capt. Jack Sparrow. Of course. Gotta be a pirate in this house! Though I think "Danny Ocean" would be pretty good as well.And finally: I'm grateful for so many things including family and friends - old friends and new friends alike. And one of our oldest friends Jeff Carroll is spending the holiday in hospital in Bryan, TX. He has had a heart attack and now is being scanned, rescanned, tested, treated, poked and probed. Many hugs to you Uncle Jeff, I love you dearly and hope you are home soon.
