Still no Mabel.
She seems to be gone for sure.
I just saw the black and white cat out there again by the hen house. This is becoming a problem. We need to talk to our neighbor about possible solutions because that cat obviously likes chicken and I'm pretty sure he took the neighbor's peacock chicks. I feel certain that the cat is too wily to be caught unless we used something like a real baby chicken as bait and I'm not going there.
Meanwhile my cats are doing sleeping shifts with me again. I go to sleep with one, wake up with another. Maurice has slept with me every night since I've been back from the beach. Why does it feel like such an honor for my cat to sleep with me? I have no idea but I have to tell you that it does and I love to wake up and be able to scratch her head for a little while, have her come up and nuzzle me.
She hardly ever tries to remove my hand at the wrist any more with her teeth and claws. Such a sweet kitty.
Lily texted that the school nurse called her because Owen had a tick and they can't remove it and so either someone needed to come and take it off or else take him to a doctor.
Jason went in and did the tick removal.
I told her to just wait until the call comes from a school nurse about head lice.
And it will. Some parts of motherhood I do NOT miss. No. Not at all.
The forecast is calling for more rain. I did get out of bed and it wasn't easy. I dreamed and dreamed and dreamed. I dreamed I was so tired. That is what I dreamed. I was exhausted in many different places and circumstances but all I wanted was to get back to my bed and sleep.
Vergil will be back late tonight and Jessie is so happy. We're hoping that by some miracle August will immediately break into his Da-Da-Da when he sees his father. Why do babies always say Da-Da before Ma-Ma? Something to do with speech development, I am sure. Why do almost all cultures have words for mother that start with the Mmmm sound?
Ray Bradbury wrote a short story about that. I wish I could remember the name.
I need to go take a walk. But I'm so exhausted.
Perhaps I am still dreaming dreams of dreaming.
Well, if not and this is real, I wish you good morning.