I could have sworn we got Fippy in 2009 but vet records say 2010 but they could be mistaken. He is half blind-- cataracts in his eyes, but is still able to see enough that he can walk around. But he's super crabby. Right now he's next to me. He found some of my fuzzy pants to curl up on.
Yesterday I picked up mail from the post office, popped in to Walmart to get stuff that had been out of stock previously, put seafoam in the tank and then filled up on gas, refilled wiper fluid reservoir, grabbed some McDonalds, and headed home. I recorded some of the drive to document the sounds the truck was making. Need to get that all uploaded. But it sounds rough.
I took the meat off some rotisserie chicken and cooked for Mom.
Got up very early this morning to get something to eat, walked into the living room with my bowl of soup and Mom grabbed her lap tray and looked at me excitedly. I heated the soup up more (she likes her soup hot and I like mine lukewarm) and gave it to her and then went and grabbed a salad for myself.
Looks like its time to change Mom's canula today. I've been marking the dates for her infusion set changes so I know when its time to change stuff. She has an appointment with the dr today at 3:15 and an appointment with the NP (diabetes specialist) tomorrow at 2:45.
Been researching more about how to not get screwed over at dealerships and saw people in comments (replies to videos) about bad experiences and saw some had the same things happen-- like dealership refusing to return driver's license after handing it over to be copied for a test drive.
I sent an e-mail back to the dealership that has the truck we are thinking of getting. Refused to give a phone number. I HATE phonecalls. I asked for the out-the-door price. Will see if they respond.