Mom opened the blog this morning and there was Turd looking at her from anothers post. Mom turned into the great pretender. Mom told me several times in her life she became the pretender because that is how her robot heart and brain handles situations otherwise she would have a nervous breakdown in front of her coworkers and have to go home. At 2:21 am this morning mom and i were just sitting in the dark of the livingroom. We couldn't go out on the porch and drink coffee cos it was cold and to early...so we just sat there in the quiet and listened. Mom couldn't explain to me just what we were listening for cos she couldn't find the right words..so I just sat on her lap and waited. Mom said we may be waiting for along time before she can tell me.
Some of you have asked what happened to Turdie. Turd had bad breathing problems at times, and on that day mom came home at lunchtime and she wasn't breathing very well. She rushed her over to the vet, and after several trys at making turdie feel better the Vet said it would be the kindest thing to let her go. Mom wished she could have went with her, or just kept her forever.
Mom said we will be back when her words come back. Thank you for being our friends.