Postcard of the Day

 

I wanna play Tracy's guitar all night.

It's lovely.  It's way different to play from my hand-me-down old sad fallen-apart one (though I do love it, for what we've been through together).

Yesterday I actually saw the whole Dizzy peeing process--- less than 30 seconds, no problems.  The diarrhea isn't cleared up, but it may be improved a bit.  Meanwhile he's got the run of the place except for the basement, which he still doesn't know exists, and that's probably good, given that a duck can get in down there, so a cat could surely get out.

I love a dog.  Cats are more my speed, no denyin'.  But that doesn't mean it's not worth going at a different speed for the sake of having a dog.

It was recently suggested that my resilience has improved.  I dunno about that, but I like the idea.  I like the word. Resilience.  Yeah, sounds good.