I have a mouse problem. I have had
a mouse problem other years, but I always had Mr. Cat until this year. Mr. Cat, failing in vision at the age of twelve, got run over in traffic. Actually he liked the heat from the
pavement and would lay on it, and the neighbors watched for him, but someone, who wasn't a neighbor, didn't. Even in bad winters, Mr. Cat always kept my mouse problems under control. He was my chief ext
erminator! The mice now bypass all the mouse poison and mouse traps and head straight for the dog food bowl. They grab a chunk of
dog food, head back for their den, rolling the
dog food as they go merrily on their way, whether anyone is in the kitchen with the
dog food bowl or not. I have put
traps beside the piano, behind the dishwasher, underneath the sink, underneath the frig, inside the stove broiler, inside the stove burner section and on route to the dog bowl at various places. Nothing has eradicated the mice. At a time in my life when I'm trying to simplify everything, my mouse problem is getting worse. I hope they go outside next summer and that next winter isn't harsh enough to drive them inside again, if I'm still here.
I have always had someone to tell me, and who knew enough to try to tell me, what I should do about any particular problem, until my Dad died and a friend left the area. Even though our opinions may have differed drastically, a second opinion gave me options, and now I feel that I have none. I have an intense dislike for Mom's doctor, and the feeling is mutual. He thinks I don't want what is best for her, and I know he doesn't care what is best for her, or he wouldn't have let her live in her schizophrenic would for years. Love has told me to switch doctors, and I know he's right. I must do it before Mom's February examination, but I am procrastinating and it's because I don't have anyone else that I completely one-hundred percent trust, telling me the same thing as Love.
It seems like everything is already dead or dying around me, Love excluded temporarily, and I don't feel that I have anyone else now.
Love has been released from the hospital, and supposedly in a stable condition. What's going to happen to him next is anybodies guess.
