Miss Rita

Last night when I started to go to bed, I noticed Rita was flat on her back, kinda wedged into the “corner” of her round bed.

I went to get the phone to get a picture and she heard me moving around and repositioned herself a bit. She wasn’t in nearly as cute a position as she had been but she’s still a cute little sweetheart.

She’s a loved little girl!

Someone asked about Cat. She’s still around. She’s the craziest cat but I guess all cats are a bit crazy and they probably think all humans are a bit crazy.

Right now, Cat loves Vince. Remember for the longest time, she would only let me pet her and she had nothing to do with Vince? Now . . it’s Vince . . only Vince. I walk by her and she hisses at me. Sometimes she will meow like she wants me to pet her. I know I can’t walk up to her and I stand there forever waiting for her to come to me and after a while, she jumps up and runs off in the opposite direction.

The other morning I came out of the shop and she was sitting by her food bowl. I thought maybe Vince had forgotten to feed her so I got her food container and she let me pet her. I poured a bit of food into her bowl and was able to stand there a few minutes and pet her while she ate.

I know the summer is rough on her. She has lots of hair. She still hangs out upstairs in the shop and that has to be the hottest place around. Sometimes she will come down and sleep on the concrete floor just at the base of the wooden stairs. The other day I had to go upstairs and take something and she wouldn’t get up. I needed to get past her and she was hissing at me. I had to go back to the house and get Vince to come get her to move so I could go up the stairs.

Something is so wrong with that whole story.  🙂