Cleo has had more milk and ice cream than...

...than she every has... 

she scared Mr Husband this morning,

he could not find her anywhere, 

I was still sleeping...

after a long search, he found her laying quietly in her cat carrier!

I had not thought to tell him that she was in it yesterday morning

because I forgot as she went to the laundry room for the day after that.

Well, today she stayed in the carrier other than to get food and ice cream,

or to ask for more wet cat food/milk/french vanilla ice cream.

At one point I thought she was only going to have ice cream,

she ignored her favourite wet cat food for hours and then suddenly

started eating it again. 

She continues to grow thin.

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Well, I did managed many loads of laundry today,

read Psalms, Prayers, talked with my friend who came over

and read various pages of books.

And, I admit, watched more Perry Mason; it's like a numbing agent in this

process of grief, of losing my beloved Cleo cat.

So bear with me, Cleo has been one of my most constant companions

for about/just over 1/4 of my life... and anyone who reads my blog has

seen a lot of Cleo over the years... 

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I will try to write on what I am reading at some point, I do have a few good books

going/started and am thankful for everything.

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God bless each of you!