"Go on, check it out," Mr. Ginley and I urge. "You're going to love it. The website said so."
She looks at us with old, patient eyes.
"Yes," I tell her, "I know, I'm in advertising, but really, I think you need to give this thing a try."
We wait awhile, then Mr. Ginley says she probably won't do anything with us watching her, so we walk away.
"Just keep an eye on her litter box to make sure she's drinking," he wisely suggests.
And, lo and behold, even though we have yet to see her drink from the behemoth, we feel confident that she is remaining hydrated.
Apparently, our cat doesn't like change anymore than we do.
And yes, there have been a lot of changes lately. At work and at home.
Here on the range, we will be getting new neighbors on both sides. Much work has been done on our old friends' former house. A new roof, windows, doors and back porch. A noisy portable generator has been running every day for several weeks during the construction. Last weekend, they took down the 50-year-old maple tree in the back yard, which removes any residual shade we may have enjoyed. On the plus side, we don't have to worry about the tree falling on our house in a storm. But mostly, we were sad to lose our old green friend.
As many of you know, I'm into the woo-woo stuff. I bought a pack of cards that professes to offer sage advice. I randomly chose the same card from the pack twice. The message was to be an observer for awhile.
This is always a good idea, I suppose. I'm getting to the stage in my life where no one wants my opinion. So sitting back, keeping my mouth shut and nodding at the appropriate time is probably a good move.
Change is good, I've heard. I am hopeful we'll get good neighbors. That things at work will settle down. That when the dust clears, the world will be a shiny, new place.
Quoting my mom's mantra, "We'll see."
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