Hello again, its me, Lucy One White.
Today I am doing what might be my last posting. As you know, I am a cat of some age. I am not as strong as I once was, and my eyes aren’t working so good. I don’t always see stuff very well, and I forget what I am doing some of the time. I have good moments and not so good moments.
I am doing a lot of resting. I drink plenty of fluids still, especially if one of my moms helps me at a drinking station. I have a new one on my deck that I call a Porta Puddle. Its okay, although I like the one on the hose box better. My moms get confused, because sometimes I will get a little lost and walk into stuff, but if I Lucy want a drink, sometimes I will walk outside, walk around the deck and jump right up onto my drinking station and get a drink without missing a beat.
My eating is different, too. Somedays I don’t feel hungry and my moms get all worried, and then other days I eat really good. Yesterday was a good day. I ate a whole egg yolk–that’s one of my favorite things, and I had a shrimp, and two pieces of turkey, and I even ate some cat food. I can’t always see my food, so its better if my mom keeps putting the food in front of me. I eat a few bites, and then we do it again.
Nighttime is different, too. Its harder for me to see, and its easier for me to get confused. I do night eating and then it takes me a while to remember what to do next. Sometimes I get lost and I do yelling until I remember what I want to do or a mom comes and helps me. And then sometimes I do really good. Last night, after I was fussy for a long time, I jumped up on the bed and climbed up on Mama Steph and went to sleep, and I sleeped good, I didn’t even wake her up at 4:15 like regular. She was surprised when it was 5:45 and she woke up with me still resting nicely.
There is a cat in Switzerland called Tabby who does writing, too, and she writes about counting lives and moving into a tenth life after a while. I Lucy did some counting and I think I am on Lucy life 8.5. So I might be transferring soon and going to visit my brother Jules. But, remember, I am a cat and so I might stay around for a while yet. I might be like one of those rock stars and have a lot of farewell tours. We’ll see. Right now, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I think I will have Mama Steph make me a little snack.