After two weeks of frustration, multiple vet visits and stays overnight- Mr. Pigeon has kicked whatever happened to him and is now settling into a life strictly indoors (with minor complaints). It is a bit of a juggling match when I need to go outside, because he is so fast to sneak outside. He is secluded before the door is even opened so that he won’t perform the great hisscape!

I had been assist feeding him straight organic pumpkin every morning, noon and night,  but now, it appears he has acquired a taste for it and if I put it straight on a plate, he laps it up eagerly which is a total blessing. Last night, he climbed on chest for the first time and wrapped his paws around my neck- so I took a kitty selfie:

It is nice to have him back to normal. A real joy because of how flat he was just two weeks ago.

Speaking of joy, I have recently reconnected with one of my granddaughters, Ashley who now has a little girl named Harmony. It’s a long complicated story, but the last time I saw Ash, she was approaching her fifth birthday. Her mom and dad were really messed up back then and family drama ensued and she and her brother were yanked away from Mike and I and we were shattered. In retrospect, I wish I had stood up to the mom, but being newly married, a new stepmom- step grandmother, I wasn’t sure what to do so I caved.

Anyway, we have recently reconnected with her. Her first call was to her Grandpa and then she called me. She lives in Alaska and she has a rare brain disorder called AVM and has been through numerous treatments to try and destroy this that has invaded her brain. I was catching up with her life and I asked her about her daughter and found out that recently, when they were praying together Harmony asked God for a thousand cats! LOL

I told Ash, we don’t have a thousand cats, but if they came to visit, Harmony certainly could meet twenty-two kitties! A little girl after my own heart! Ashley has had a lot of struggles and Mike and I were discussing our regret for letting these two kids go from out lives. But that was years ago and it was fueled by street drugs and alcohol and two young kids who should of never been married. But, out of it came two beautiful children who despite the odds have grown up and found their path, their strength and their special tools for coping with life. I am grateful, she has reached out to communicate with us and just hope that in the future, if she needs us- she will let us know and we will come running.

On the Mike front, he is now walking! In order to move anywhere, he has to wear his leg (whereas before) he would only put it on short periods of time as per instructions. But now, with the aid of a walker and attendants nearby to catch him should he fall, he will walk the halls (and pay for it later as he is fond of telling me). I haven’t seen him in three weeks, been pretty sick with a nasty cold but will go see him tonight and leave the truck in the parking lot for a few days so they can see if he can get in and out of the truck without issue. If he can’t manage to do this, I am not sure what is next as the insurance is winding down and we don’t have the funds for private pay at this rehab center. I am just praying God will keep him strong even though he is still so weak with the infection inside. He has lost 40 pounds now- but he still has that mass in his stomach to deal with. I am in the process of finding him a new primary care doctor (his other doctor doesn’t give a rat’s ass for him) and yesterday, I have found one willing to take on such a complicated case. He specializes in gastro-intestinal issues something Mike could benefit from big time.

Thank you, ALL of you for your prayers. He has come a long way with God’s help.