my grandma in texas is fine. mom talked to her yesterday, and everything is fine.

little story that was told to me by mom: apparently grandma could not get her cat to get into her cat carrier. (grandma can't pick her up and put her in there, you see.) she tried and tried and even had the man that was bringing in her patio furniture for her, to try. cat, who usually is a very loving cat (unless you are a gecko, then she will love you with her pointy teeth), wouldn't even go near the man. later, grandma laid on her bed to rest for a little bit, and cat jumped right up and curled up next to her. grandma looked right at cat and said "cat, i will be leaving here in a little bit, whether you come with me or not." and with that, cat climbed down and walked right into her carrier.

and if you had been in my place a few days ago, you would have gotten all sniffly and teary eyed over the story about grandma and her gecko-eating cat too.

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