sunday

I had so many plans for yesterday. But I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed. I argued with myself in my  head trying to guilt myself out of bed. I just couldn't do it. The thought od doing anything other than lay in bed was overwhelming.
Daughter found a cat on our porch Friday evening.
She/he may be dying. I'm not sure. She is literally skin over bones. She barely has the energy to walk a few steps....and her balance is off.
Maybe her vital organs have begun to shut down from her starvation or whatever illness it is she suffers from.
So she and I  lay together on the couch and in my bed. I take comfort from the sound of her purring, and she from me gently petting her. She cries out when I leave her side to use the restroom so I take her with me. Mostly though we just rest.

Today I was able to get out of bed. I wanted to be away.........
I showered and went to Walmart to grocery shop.
While shopping I got a cute patent leather Rolling Stone bag with a picture of Johnny Depp on the front of the bag. He's sexy. The bag is cute.

I was anxious to get home to sick cat.
He/she doesn't seem any better, he'she doesn't seem any worse.
We-Ping doesn't like having another cat around.
She is pouting, and refuses to sleep in her usual sleeping place.