My Mournful Month of May
Thank God, it is almost over.
Baby kitty has been missing for two weeks. She slept with me one evening and was gone the next day. She is an indoor/outdoor kitty...one of the risks we all took. Hasn't returned to eat. Sigh. I do not think she is still with us. Of course, she left one week before Emily returned from college. We had her for roughly nine years. Although I affectionately called her Evil Kitty, she was a sweetheart and is missed terribly.
I have a lovely water feature with a waterfall, stream and pond, and six fish. Well...I now have only one fish. They, the professionals, came to clean out my pond. The idiots did not think my beautiful fish needed an aerator. ***Graphic Photo**
Three were dead when we found them. One catfish was slightly vibrating, we tried rubbing him but he died. One was very passive and I think pregnant. She made it through the night but died the next afternoon. The last, Lightening (yes, they all had names...we've had them since the kids were small), is the sole survivor. He is quite traumatized. They will be bringing me more fish later this week. Cricket makes me sad. My fish just make me mad. Should never have happened.
He's still alive! Don't worry.
Finally got him to have an MRI on his shoulder. Remember when he fell off the horse back in August 2014? You are suppose to have four shoulder tendons per shoulder. He has two. He will be having surgery Friday June 5th. He shall be in a full arm sling for 4 weeks and then therapy for several months. Hopefully I won't kill him along the way. Wish me luck.