The Change

The world is different now.    We adapt or we die.  A classic moment.  A speck of time amidst the vast eons to come.

Some here are ignoring distancing precautions like tantruming toddlers.

There are always those.  They take their possible virus exposure far and wide, to little towns so far unexposed and don't care, whining to the cameras it is only they who are important.

Maybe they should just all be thrown into a big containment center ringed in barbed wire and armed guards for two weeks, fed MRE's.  Can you imagine that?  Nowaday people treated like that?  Oh the lawsuits and general whining/crying that would ensue.

When people act like that then the crack downs happen and everyone is affected by those.  You little whining babies, why couldn't you just behave?  Now the whole state will likely be locked down.

More businesses closed and then their very real hardships ensue.  I can't imagine having a family and losing your job right now and your business, but that is just what is happening right now all over.

So I won't complain.   If the virus gets me, it gets me.  I hope someone feeds my cats.  That's about all I can say, really.  I've had a great life.  What else could I say.

I watched Contagion the other day.   Seemed like a real life.

 I'm doing the rules the President and the Governor ask of its citizens--staying six feet from everyone and staying home except to exercise and grocery shop.  The exercise is walking and feeding the boys in the park.  If the park is closed, the boys will be in trouble.  I deliberate with myself on trapping them now, bringing them here, but its hard to integrate boys, even though they're long neutered, the two at least, and Paws is old now.  Cumi is six.  He's the younger of the pair. 

I've also delivered several bags of cat food to folks in need and should make a couple runs doing so today.  I just leave it on people's porches.  Some probably don't even know where it came from but they can probably guess.

Otherwise I"m home and actually having a lot of fun with the cats.

I did take Lion up north and met a person in a parking lot with him.  He's now with ARCF (Animal Rescue and Care Fund).  He will get his medical care with them, sooner or later but be safe and inside and well cared.   His caretaker, an 80 year old, with health issues, is very practical and signed him over verbally.  There was really no other option.  Portland will likely be locked down Monday, along with the rest of the state possibly.  He couldn't go back in the condition he was in with his teeth, drooling blood and pus and in pain.

Here are some cat photos.

Old fiesty Buffy

Starry, my big torti, who often, by morning, is sleeping across all the pillows, pushing me to crossways on the bed.  How does that happen?

Shaulin is also very old but plays like a kitten

Mona Lisa in a Da Vinci worthy pose

Otto!

Peekaboo Jackaroo!

Jack in his favorite Chewy box toy

Enjoy your Sunday!