Former long-time Reporter editor Mike Brown let everyone know last week that he has been diagnosed with leukemia. He is in the hospital in Temple doing some testing so the doctors will have a plan forward—with Sue by his side, of course. I hope all of you will joinThe ReporterGang in sending him your prayers. —kwc— I had a doctor appointment last Thursday at which I needed to get three vaccines. One was a follow up shot and the other two were just one-time things. It took me a lot longer to recover from them than normal. I didn’t feel well at all. A sign of getting older, I guess.
Then Olivia Newton-John died on Monday. I loved herfrom the beginning, even before Grease, when she was kind of country. She’s only 14 years older than me once I turn 59 early next month. That also made me feel old.
My nephew, Augie, turns 18 this month and that really makes me feel old.
The one saving grace through all of this is my new kitty. Or “our” new kitty I should say. Last week Suzy and I could hear a little kitty somewhere in the office, but we couldn’t find it. I finally got Mary Lou, the animal rescuer, on the job and she found her in about two minutes in a drain outside the front door that I had already looked in about 20 times.
As soon as Mary Lou lifted the grate on the drain she ran inside the office and has been here ever since. We’vedecided to keep her as an office cat, but she’s too little yet to run around on her own. We have a large cage we’ve kept her in, and it has a little house made out of box that she likes to sleep in, and there’s room enough for her food and water and a makeshift litter box which she refuses to use.
I keep a box under my desk that is solely for paper that I take to the city’s recycling bin, but I noticed the other day that it has been both peed and pooped in. And I haven’t bothered moving it because we don’t have a real litter box yet. We finally found one we liked online and ordered it. So it may have to sit under my desk since she is already used to going there and nowhere else.
Two years ago, when my pug, Sandie Lou, ran away I have debated on whether or not I wanted to get another pug. The dogs we have now are very low maintenance mutts and I wasn’t sure I wanted to get another high maintenance dog like a pug.
But this kitty has really made me feel good. I’ve been keeping my office door closed so she can’t get lost in this big office building. She really likes to cuddle and receive lots of attention. Her little purring motor makes me happy. And seeing her play with the only office “toys” we have around here, two wadded up Post-it notes in blue and orange, is a lot of fun to watch.
She also likes to walk on my keyboard when I’m writing so if you see something like this x‘;oew579Q] odkhn‘sd[fpg in the paper you’ll know she wrote it, not me, and we didn’t catch it in the proofreading stage.
So my advice is to get a kitty. You don’t need to have a reason. —kwc— I was shocked on Monday when I saw that Joan and Dan Ratliff had decided to sell Rainbow Courts. That business has been in Joan’s family for about as long as The Reporter has been in mine. There is a little information on the front page this week, but I will have an interview with them in next week’s paper.
And I’ll also interview Kathryne Parsley Roddam who is the agent for the beautiful property. Can you imagine being Kathryne when she answered that phone call? I probably would have died!
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