Bad Clicker Finger

 I can barely type and can't left click with my right index finger.

I hurt my finger last weekend, thought it was over use joint thing, but later realized it was more like a pulled ligament or tendon, down my finger into the pad of my hand and also on the far side of the finger joint in my hand.  

So I babied it and the swelling went down until I weeded yesterday, out in the yard, when a break came in the rain.  Last night it swelled again and this morning I'm left clicking and rollng the mouse with my left hand. And peck typing using my middle finger on my right hand instead of the index finger.

I'm going to to tape my two fingers together today, to go trap at the lazy man house.  Two useless men, one woman. The men, a young adult, and a middle aged man, will not lift a finger to help in any way.   I just want to get that colony done and be gone from there.  You might wonder why I'd help such a place, with able bodied people there who sit on their butts instead of helping---only for the cats.

It's pouring here.  Absolutely open sky pouring.   I thought that was supposed to hold off til afternoon.  Nope.  The pounding of it woke me up in fact.  Rain can be very noisy.

Spring break time too.  Too bad for the kids out of school and the families who want to go somewhere or do something.  Pack that rain jacket.  Two days of rain like this, the weatherman said last night.  Then he said something that made me laugh.  He said Monday will be particularly dismal.   We might have a nice day on Wednesday though.

I loaned a game cam to the folks who feed the already ear tipped little black long hair with gray scruff.  He thought he fed another cat besides that one.  However, last night, he texted me photos of like four other cats he caught on the game cam.   Yikes.  One has a collar with tag.  Hopefully that one at least has a home.

Slinko is once again crying out at times, mostly when he eats but sometimes other times, working his jaw.  I have a vet appointment for him first of May.