So, our Squeaky cat passed away relatively peacefully in the early hours of Monday, June 22, at about 2:15 a.m. So Monday was an absolutely wretched day. I managed to get her into the ground after my Monday morning Zoom meeting with United Way. I had a cement paver placed on top of the gravesite, it's at the corner o. f the garage and house, the edge of the front garden area. I've painted the paver white and will be painting something else on it, not sure what yet exactly, I had in mind a sort of picture of herself, but we'll see. At least her name and dates of birth and death, roughly. It's amazing how quiet it is here, even though we still have three cats, and she certainly was not one of the most vocal or active among them.
The next evening I kept seeing her in the living room circling the coffee table, as she often did. I didn't actually see her but I kept catching movement on the floor out of the corner of my eye. That's faded now. I hope she is at peace, wherever her sweet soul has landed. I hope she is frolicking and has lots of kittens to clean up and mother. I hope she comes across my other sweet kitty, Serena. Serena's marker has been moved to be next to Squeaky's.
I did not have much time to mourn or be sad, and my worst moment was when I had to call the vet to inform them, and had to leave a recording. I don't know if they even understood it. I broke down and couldn't say her name.
I got an email through ESWA asking me to help write a soon-to-be-retired local CEO write his legacy. That won't be for public consumption, but it's a paying job. I'm trying to figure out how to appropriately charge for that job.
No SBY Independent jobs since the retired K-9. I may reach out to my friend to see if, now that she's recovered, she'd be interested in telling her story.
I have not felt inspired to write anymore in my book, but I will really have to do that next week.
I've run out of mask elastic and have ordered more from Barb. It should be here Tuesday next week.
And finally, I bought some tomato plants and a few herbs to plant in containers on the back patio. That's my next project. I have everything, I think, just need to pick up some tomato cages from Liz and get planting, hopefully tomorrow. If this works out, we'll have more veggies and such next summer. Great use for the patio.
And finally, we decided we would do some grilling this evening, but when Todd went out to check the grill, he found a giant hornet nest! So I had to buy some spray, and it's been sprayed, but we need to wait until tomorrow afternoon to open it back up and dispose of the nest, then scrub the grill down good to get rid of any lingering chemicals. So Monday looks like the soonest date to grill those burgers and dogs.
The state of the pandemic is just appalling. Florida on Friday confirmed just about 40-some shy of 9,000 new cases in a SINGLE DAY. Trump held a big rally in Tulsa last week and not many people came. Then he held some kind of youth rally in Arizona in a big church in front of several thousand teens. None of these people were social distancing, and very few had masks on because that has become a symbol of weakness in this president's eyes. Which totally complicates the business of beating the virus.
Americans are no longer welcome in Europe or the UK, not until we get this thing under control. And NY, NJ and Connecticut are trying to force anyone from hotspot states to quarantine for 2 weeks once they cross the state line. That's where we are. Wearing masks are an infringement on people's freedom of speech, says the VP, and anyone is free to attend a rally and catch COVID. But you have to sign a waiver saying you won's sue the administration or campaign if you do catch it.
Welcome to 2020, mid-year, the year that no one in America will want to remember.
And that's the news today. I really need to do a better job with this blog.
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