So on to another thought. This thought came from our cat Bogey "where the hell are all the birds"? Bogey is quite used to sitting at the big window gazing out, tail swaying side to side, bit of purring can be heard checking our those feathered creatures. There ain't no birds in Yuma. He has no form of entertainment other than the yarn balls sister made for him. Oh and he confiscated the felt rooster my niece gave me. Need to import some birds for the poor cat.
Now to Yuma itself. Happy birthday Yuma you are now/almost 100 years old. Guess we will be seeing you on Willard Scotts birthday list. Due to the surgery mentioned above we just might be around for the celebration.
But prior to the centennial/birthday celebration there is Midnight at the Oasis
What a spectacle this is for the city, the residents and the snowbirds. If you are in the area buzz on over this weekend.
I have a lot more thoughts than this but my patient requires attention.

2 comments:
Hope he feels better soon.
These poor guys- those nether regions get 'em every time ;) Tell Norm we hope he's feeling better very, very soon xoxo
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