Sanderson's Diary, August 2006

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August 2

The deer still show up, so Mom’s algae control system seems to be okay.  At least she tells me that the water is clear down the stream, as well as in the pond.  Boy do the deer show up.  The other morning there was one staring in at me from the other side of the bedroom door.  Talk about a rude awakening.  Of course I had to get out of bed and go check it out.  Now Mom’s complaining about having to wipe the nose prints off of both sides of the glass.  Hey, at least it wasn’t from some slobbering stray dog.

August 10

Oh, I forgot to tell you that the all-terrain running shoes were a bust. They didn’t fit right. Mom’s too old to run anyway. So I sent them back and ordered her a pair of cross trainers and pair that look like leather tennis shoes.  Everybody wears tennies, right?.  I figure one of them will be a keeper, and if they both fit, I’ll be in treats for a month!  

August 20

I have a new favorite sleeping place.  I forgot that when we got the new carpet, Mom rearranged the stuff in the office closet a bit differently.  The new arrangement makes for the perfect hidey-hole at one end of the closet.  All I have to do is inch open the door a whisker’s width, slide around a couple of storage boxes, and I’m snug as a bug in a rug. Well, a cat on a rug, actually.  Mom gets a little ticked that I don’t close the door when I leave, but then I don’t shut off the faucet in the hall bathroom sink after I get a drink either.  I keep telling her that I’m so cute it doesn’t matter, but she just shakes her head.  Maybe next time I’ll plead old age. I’m a senior citizen now at 63 in people years.  I think it was more fun when Mom and I were the same age. Do you know anyone who can claim to be the same age as their mom?

Check back now and then. I'll keep you posted on the latest developments! Hope to see you soon.

Sanderson