My indoor cat, Rum Tum thinks he is a bad ass and wants to be top cat now that the old top cat has passed. So, Rum Tum escaped from the house last night and went forth to convince the outdoor cats that he is now top cat.
The outdoor cats have taken Rum Tum off somewhere and left him. Now he is lost and he doesn't have a clue what to do outside because all he has ever done is lay on my bed, eat out of the good cat dishes, and use the special kitty commode that is self cleaning even though it makes a bit of noise. I can't find him and I'm almost depressed. It is possible a wolf or a coyote got him. That happens often here in the mini-forest in th middle of town.
My last big, old dog is on her deathbed with breast cancer. She isn't looking good even though she manages to rally a bit for some hamburger, fried chicken or chocolate ice cream. Yes, I know these are all bad for her but she will not make it to the end of the month so she can have it if she wants it.
I'm going out of town in the morning with some friends to the Dogwood Festival in my favorite little city southeast of here. We're going to stay the night and come back Sunday. It isn't that far but we plan on doing a lot tomorrow and we all like staying in a comfortable hotel with free breakfast. The news is it is supposed to thunderstorm all day tomorrow, and a cold front is blowing in tonight, and there is a possibility of snow again tomorrow. Uh.... bad timing! We're still going though. The dogwoods are blooming, there are quilts and cooking to be judged, a parade, a car show, and stuff in general to do. Plus, I get to hang out with friends that I find fun and interesting.
I wish the TPTB would let my old dog go back into remission again, the missing Rum Tum would find his way home, and the bad weather would wait until my friends and I are through with our merrymaking and back home safe and sound late Sunday.