Prune picker

This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.

Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. It gives me something to do everyday.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Silly Report, so sad.

My old buddy Silly is not doing good. He has been under the weather for several weeks. John and Kerry have had him to the vet and are taking good care of him. He is not moving around for a couple of days. He does not seem to be in pain. He stays in the same position now on Kerry's bed. They carry him to the cat box and bring him food and water.

Katie put him on my lap a week ago and he stayed for a little and then walked away. I have not seen him move since. He used to run to the couch when I appeared in the evening and get on my lap for maybe an hour. I miss him. He is a sweet guy. He is maybe 17 years old.

8/27/11 245.4 50.6 138 65 69 96.3 2000 97 68 0


  1. That is really old for a cat. I'm sorry to see him go.


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