Thursday, June 18

We got up around 7:30 this morning. After breakfast, I exercised on the treadmill and with weights. Once I was ready for the day, I did this and that until lunchtime.

Sad story: a couple of weeks ago, after we'd returned from our trip to a campground couple of hours south of us, we found that someone had dropped a gray cat in our yard. The poor thing looked half starved, and he was weak. But he was friendly, so we let him hang around in hopes he'd eat and gain weight and strength. Yesterday evening, though, we noticed flies were swarming his rear, and that maggots had appeared.

We knew that he was not long for this world, and because we didn't want him to infect our healthy cats, or to suffer himself, Hubbie took him to the vet this morning while I was exercising. As feared, the vet said that his condition had gone past a cure, and that he needed to be put down. This kindly veterinarian took charge of the cat, saying he would put it down at no charge. I felt bad for the cat, because he was so gentle and trusting of us, and then we had to do this to him. These sorts of things break my heart. If the vet had seen him sooner, he could have been treated and cured.

This afternoon, Mother and I attended our scrapbook meeting at the Extension Services office. Four of us worked from 1 p.m. to 3 p.m. Mother and I completed five pages, except for the journaling. We'll take care of that on the first non-busy day. Our focus today was great-grandchildren, particularly the year-old boy.

Back home, we got veggies ready to cook for supper. Yesterday, while Hubbie and I ran errands, we stopped by a farm that was selling produce out of a shed. We picked up yellow squash, cucumbers, and new potatoes. So tonight, we sauteed the yellow squash with zucchini , along with another batch of yellow squash I'd bought from the roadside vendor, and had this with baked sweet potatoes, and sliced tomatoes and Vidalia onions. Yum.

Wow, it was hot today! In the high 90s, and very humid. The trees and grass are lush and bright green, though. Vegetation hasn't had time to dry up in the heat yet, or get dusty after a stretch of rainless days, like it does in deep summer.

When I checked the eagle nest (it's very windy there, today), the baby was alone, but presently, the mother landed, bringing a fish. The baby tore food and fed himself, and then later begged his mother to feed him. She refused, turning her head away when he darted at her beak. As he has been doing the past several days, he stretched his wings and flapped from time to time. He even got close to the edge of nest today, but backed off after flapping a couple of times.

Tonight, we watched the movie, "The Conjurer," rated PG-13, and starring Tom Nowicki, John Schneider, and Maxine Bahns. A photographer and his wife move to a farmhouse, and scary stuff starts happening, including the appearance of a female ghost...but only the husband experiences these things.