About eight hours after I wrote this post, Hobbes passed away in my lap. He had wet FIP, which is always terminal. Now, a week and a day later, I picked up his ashes and brought him back home.
The day after is hard. I took him to the Vet this morning and will collect his ashes when they are ready. The cats are unsettled. They know he died and they miss him like I do.
Titanic = macabre fascination with tragedy. The whole thing was because of criminal acts by the owners. People died, and so did all the pets on that ship. All because the owners wanted a medal.
Pinnacles is very close to where I want to move after my Mother passes, Monterey. I have a close friend and his family in Santa Cruz, too. Old home week for me when I get a call from there and a good Indiana friend says he is going there, too. Enjoy it. You'll be in the heart of artichoke country!
My banner should read: A Minority of One. It reads: UNDEFINED. That just about describes me today.
I notice my top banner text went away.
In CA a thorough professional home inspection is required before a sale can be completed, if the buyer uses a mortgage bank or company in the purchase. It is for the buyer's protection. During the sale of my home in 2004 the inspection showed that we had to replace a bathroom floor and subfloor and a few sofit boards on the garage. It cost us about $1800 off our selling price but was actually less than the average at the time.
A tornado touched down near the OU campus in Norman OK. No reports yet of injuries.
My muse tells me they will use my tax cash to build a bomb and drop it on some poppy field in southern Awfulplaceistan. They would get a much more satisfying return on the money if they spent it on school lunches. But they don't care about satisfying us, do they? (That is not a question.)
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