someone told me yesterday.
Those four words suggested that "things are getting back to normal". I considered this - and then decided things are still far from "normal". It is even more likely that the future "normal" will be different.
Yes, people are visiting one another now. We have someone coming for lunch on Wednesday. She is older than I am but younger than the Senior Cat. The likelihood of her being a carrier of the virus is so remote that we all decided to take the risk. It is a risk we think is worth taking because the Senior Cat is becoming depressed at seeing only me and Middle Cat.
If the weather was good then he might have prowled, very cautiously, out the front and sat there watering things. I might need to go backwards and forwards shifting the hose but I would happily do that if it meant he could watch people going past. There would be people who would stop to chat and their dogs would bound in to "talk" to him. Pluto, the cat who thinks he owns our garden, would keep an eye on him.
The weather has been cold and damp. The Senior Cat has been outside once - to visit the podiatrist and the doctor last Thursday. He is not, according to him, "bored" but I can see the frustration. At 97 he still has the intellectual capacity to want to do things - and he can't. Getting dressed tires him. He will shortly prowl out for breakfast. When he finishes I will have to make sure he doesn't fall asleep at the table - and end up with his head in the marmalade.
It is little wonder that he is looking forward to seeing a visitor on Wednesday.
We might have another one too. Our friend P..., a nun, was due to visit but she had to spend a night in hospital instead of visiting us as planned. She will be as cautious as we are about visits.
There are little things that so many people seem no longer to be aware of. I hope there are no new cases of the virus but it will not mean that it has gone away.
We are going to have to go on taking precautions. If we do then perhaps the Senior Cat and so many others like him can have the pleasure of seeing family and friends again. I am going to keep my distance from people and keep on washing my hands...and hoping.
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My paternal grandmother was badly crippled by rheumatoid arthritis. When she and her three oldest girls left the farmhouse and moved into town, they set up her chair in front of the living room picture window. She could see a lot of the front yard, people coming up the driveway and eventually the really big and colorful spider that made a huge web between the window and the slightly protruding wall next to it.
Do you all have a room with a window & a street view that Senior Cat could enjoy by any chance?
Unfortunately not - I have often thought those Italian and Greek and other Mediterranean villages where people sit outside in good weather have a lot going for them social security wise!
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