Saturday, September 26, 2009
Bailey Cat is demanding equal face time* here at TwoTon. As you can see, she has been vigilant in keeping an eye on the bird feeder on the deck. I think she thinks she is keeping Token and I safe from marauding birds or something. Her gaze is pretty intense but she doesn't fool me. Tonight, I caught her and Token sleeping together in my bed. Both of them curled up around each other like a ying-yang symbol. Under the covers.
Mouth is still healing. I started eating semi-soft food instead of just soft foods - was getting dayam tired of Cream of Wheat. Last night, I had a slice of peach cobbler slathered with whipped cream. Chewing on just the right side of my mouth feels funny - especially since I am missing some teeth on that side. The new hole from the pulled molar on the right certainly lets me know if I bite down wrong -- I'm not ready to test the gums on the left.
*today must be caturday