Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves
Dearest friends on the internet,
I believe a celebration is in order because we made it through this vile day! I’m sure the day could’ve been worse, but I’m happy to kick Monday’s sorry behind out the door.
Last week I mentioned Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves. Quite a few of you said you had never heard me talk about her before. Miss Elsie is our grande dame. She will be 17 in two weeks. The woman rescued her when she was only 5 days old. Some looney tune had trapped Elsie’s mama cat when she was out hunting for food. They took her away and dumped her because “she was killing birds in my yard”. (Idiot.) The next day, they heard Elsie screaming in the bushes because she was cold and hungry. At least these people had enough sense to call the vet to ask them what to do. This was the woman’s vet at the time. He called her and asked if she’d go pick the kitten up. The woman had to resist the urge to let the crazy person have it. Thankfully she did not. She picked up baby Elsie and, well, the rest is history. She was the spitting image of the woman’s first cat, Miss Lucy. And now, well, Miss Elsie is in her golden years. But don’t let that fool you. She still opens up cans of whoop ass faster than anyone I know. That’s why I refer to as “ma’am” and stay out of her way. She freaks me out.
In other news, Miss Elizabeth Taylor ate a little bit better today but she’s still way off. The woman talked with Dr Evan and they agreed to do bloodwork on Wednesday and decide what to do after that. I surely would appreciate it if you’d keep her in your prayers. She’s 100% pure hussy but she’s our hussy and I don’t want her to be sick.
I feel the need to spend the rest of the evening meditating and possibly doing a Gregorian chant or two. I hope you will find something to do this evening to unwind. But, before you do anything, you know the drill...please go wash your cootie-covered hands. Coronavirus does not take a day off. Wash your hands and wear a mask...and do not give me any back talk.
Very truly yours,
Bob