|Macy's favorite perch|
|No eyes! A rarity not to see those owl eyes.|
I was supposed to go into work this weekend. I didn't make it because I feel like I'm coming down with a cold. I needed to work into order to catch up on some things that have just sat on my desk for weeks, while I put out fires and work on other high priority items. But you know what happens when you put something on the back burner too long, it will become the next high priority. I just hate being behind, but I hate going into work on the weekends even more. Just thinking about me makes me sick.
Mr. Grumpbump thinks that Delilah is sick. But I've tried to look at the situation from a realistic view. She's still eating regularly (wet and dry food), drinking water, and going to the bathroom. She has been listless and hanging around the apartment more than usual. I think it can be pinpointed to the change in Mr. Grumpbump's schedule. He and Delilah had a definite routine for more than 18 months and now, with Mr. Grumpbump getting a new job and working during the day, Delilah has had to adjust. It is not as ominous as Mr. Grumpbump would have me believe.
|Orange Cat loves to nap|