I am well. Sick of the rain, but that is life in Oregon. It's been a wet spring. I'd love to have a little bit warmer tempterature so my garden can grow, but I won't complain....I could have tornadoes.
On the good side - My lymph nodes looked normal in the ultrasound. The CT scan of my chest was clear. And just the other day, I FINALLY was able to schedule my Radioactive Iodide treatment for the month of August. The doctor says this is just a precautionary treatment. He was very positive about my results. I'm feeling good.
A couple of months ago (before our beloved Zoe died) I noticed an orange cat visiting our yard once in a while. I figured some neighbor had a new cat.
Well, once Zoe was gone, we realized this orange cat was actually living under our shed. On occasion he'd come out and and walk around our yard, crying.
So, of course....I fed him. He is now our friendly outdoor cat. The kids and I came up with the name Ullr (oo-ler)....from the Septimus Heap books. Ullr is wary of Dave, but loves to get attention from the rest of us....even the Caboose!
Ullr has been stalking the chickens and they are only too aware of his attentions, but don't give him anything to chase. Instead they face him off, a little nervously. I'm wondering if this is why the egg production has dropped off. 12 chickens giving me 5-6 eggs? hmmmm......
Oh well - if I've learned anything from this entire cancer scare, it's to shake off the insignificant. I try not t get worked up about anything that isn't a tornado.
