05-08-2022, 12:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-08-2022, 12:31 PM by Drunk Monk.)
As if my street hasn’t taken enough trauma this week, I just heard that there are squatters in Jesse’s house too. Apparently some of his ‘caretakers’ weren’t real. WTAF?!?
There’s a permanent handicapped parking spot in front of his house. Until I met him, I always wondered. He was out and about more when we first moved here, but became increasingly reclusive living in a granny unit in back. The main house, which has ramps and such, i thought his mom lived there. She was always grouchy when I walked past with Jingles after we first moved here but once I met Jesse, I understood (and she was nicer).
BTW this relates to when we took Billie the cat into hospice…
There’s a permanent handicapped parking spot in front of his house. Until I met him, I always wondered. He was out and about more when we first moved here, but became increasingly reclusive living in a granny unit in back. The main house, which has ramps and such, i thought his mom lived there. She was always grouchy when I walked past with Jingles after we first moved here but once I met Jesse, I understood (and she was nicer).
BTW this relates to when we took Billie the cat into hospice…
Quote:(11-23-2019, 06:34 PM)Drunk Monk Wrote: Then there's Billy. Billy is old, frail, arthritic, half blind and deaf. He was our neighbor's cat two houses down, but they gave up on him (in their defense, that neighbor's son was born without any body muscle. His mom is his caretaker - he is wheelchair bound and cannot do anything really - needs help to eat and eliminate. He's smart though - all he has is his mind. I'm not sure of his age - 40ish - I know he met Shatner and Nimoy when they filmed ST4 in Monterey because he had a lot of pix of that. I only met him once a few years ago when they needed some help moving him). Billy used to have a tag with their phone number but they've removed that. Now he just lives off Mary's feeding. But he doesn't. Skittle and Squirtl (Matt's cat from the other granny flat) are bigger and get all the food. So Billy comes by our place. And we started to feed him. So now he's adopted us. We just started letting him in now that it's getting cold. He's told us when he needs to go out and eliminate. Stacy bought him a chicken which she cooked and stripped, and we've been feeding him. I've been tapping Mary's tuna cache (she's given us a key to help but we don't get paid like our old neighbors).
Billy is not long for this world. He stumbles a lot and looks the wrong way when he hears noises. He doesn't groom himself well so he's scruffy and kind of smelly. He's been eating a ton. He's very bony. I'm a tad worried about fleas.
It's cat hospice and we just hope to give him some comfort for the transition.
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