Saturday, December 2, 2017

Moonshine will soon be moving

Deborah's cat Moonshine will soon be moving to my daughter's house in Langley. As much as we love her, we already have my eldest daughter's cat here who is very fragile and often afraid of Moonshine, a younger more temperamental cat; a little unpredictable like Deborah was. Ofcourse, this is causing havoc, as I am perceived as someone who is parting with what belonged to Deborah.
Frankly, Moonshine will be good company for my married daughter. She will live like a queen, with the entire house to herself. Also her floors are not engineered hardwood, but unscratchable. As long as we slowly condition the cat by moving her into a single room initially, and then adding yet another room, and another, gives her time to acclimate to her new surroundings.
I will be just fine without expenses put out for a cat right now.
As I visited Deborah's grave today, there was only puddles, and fresh graves everywhere. There was even a very small grave dug, which I assume is for a little child. I fed the birds, and left because I was cold and tired. Apparently, next week will be much dryer, so I'll spend more time placing a reef on her grave.
Today, however, I am very tired. I rushed to a bake sale in South Surrey, this morning. I heard by 9 am everything is sold out. I was not surprised to see a surge of people at the Lutheran church. I bought various Christmas tarts, German Christmas cookies, shortbread, date squares, cinnamon bun, and a variety of sprinkled cookies. Now  I have to freeze it or store in tin cans until the holidays. I did share it with my married daughter, as she has so much going on.

By 11 am our plumber was here changing my dishwasher we bought from Sears. It is not a delicate machine, just a basic one. When he disassembled the old, we saw a huge water leek stain and protrusion of our kitchen cabinet on the inside dividing partition. Thank goodness we have changed it just in time before a pipe burst.

Then by 3 pm we hard that the U-haul 10 feet truck was available for pick up. That is another story in itself. I will post a photo tomorrow. I am sitting on my Italian leather loveseat, as I am writing to you.

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