BRENT'S DIARY LXII (62)

11/22--
TUESDAY

   The cat keeps getting into Steve's apartment. I stopped her from trying to eat
Nook-nook's food and drinking her water. I had to physically take Galadriel out of Steve's apartment.

  Galadriel loves playing with inkpens on the floor. I make sure they're capped so she doesn't get injured.

  When monumental things happen, often they are proclaimed in Jewish Synagogues around the world.

  The eagles have only recently started gathering back to Zion.

  The time will come when God shall sanctify the atmosphere in Zion to 12,000 furlongs, and all who God allows to stand will stand. The only safe place is the secret place of the Almighty -Arthur Oakman, paraphrased

   We need to turn off our phones, turn off our computers, and listen for the voice of God.

He who is deaf that he will not hear God must perish.

Nook-nook ate half her food.


Around 9:49 AM the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there was no one there. I checked Steve's Ring Kangaroo App and it didn't show anybody on the front porch at the time the doorbell rang.


Around 11:00 AM Pastor Pete came here to take Steve's phone and charger to him at the hospital, and to give me Diary 62 (LXII), a gift from his wife, Denita.

12:34 PM

Pastor Pete called. We talked to Steve.  His ex-wife is coming here today to pick up his dog, and he requires nothing further from his house than his phone and charger, and he is going to have surgery probably either today or tomorrow. 

  I tried leaving a Voicemail on Haley's work cell but her mailbox is full.

  It's all I can do to keep the cat inside.  She wants out so bad but there's another cat that looks like her and another family that will adopt her and I don't want to lose her.

                Sealed Moses 2:6-10

 My EBT Food Stamp balance is $108.05----------------------------------------

I went over and cleaned the dog's poop out of the shower with my dish soap, water and Steve's broom after calling Steve to consult him on how to handle that situation, and, after spending some time with my cat and putting litter in the litterbox, I went back over there to pet the dog, after going over there to get my dish soap.

My cat is using the catbox. I changed her water.

       I am writing this Diary with a pen that looks like a pencil made out of a stick that came with this Diary.  On the front of this Diary is a metal Cross and some flowers, lace and a ribbon.  The lace is white.  The ribbon is tan.  My cat hopped on top of my fridge.  I'm having 2 Beef and Bean Green Chili Burritos for a late 2:16 PM Luncheon.

   I gave the cat a lot of treats today, both to lure her back into my apartment from the hallway stairs and landings, and to reward her more than once for staying in on her own.

        Steve called.  He wanted me to turn the heater off in his apartment after he asked me and I told him it was hot in there.

         I called Della and she was at Walmart so I asked her to pick up my Meds and she did and dropped my Risperdal off here. I have plenty of Depakote.

Rick bought me a 30-Day supply of CoQ10 the other day.

 The cat puked in my room this morning. I stayed in bed several minutes, then cleaned it up.  It was clear.


I no longer have a problem with Galadriel clawing my furniture.  Rick doesn't mind it when his cats do, so he taught me not to mind it either.  Cats just do that. I used to scold her for it (if it's the same cat). Now I don't mind anymore. I just let it pass.
(God assures me it is the same cat.)
According to Google, a cat vomiting clear liquid is sign of a serious illness, because it comes from the digestive tract.  Also, she's been having diahhrea.

    I had to switch pens.  I can't find my wooden one.  Hopefully, the cat didn't eat it.  I consulted Rick, who told me if the cat seems fine, then I shouldn't worry. He, nor Pete can afford to take my cat to the vet.  Neither can I.  We'll just have to wait it out.  Joy doesn't even know I have the cat.

   I got a MasterCard debit card in the mail.  I think I'll keep this one.  I can set up direct deposit through my next job, or with SSI, with Joy's help, if SSI allows it.  I'm not sure if SSI will allow it.

    Twice, my cat slept on my loveseat with her head on my debit card and its papers.  She loves math.  Numbers just swim through her head when she makes that for her pillow.

       Sherlock Holmes The Patchwork Devil, Cavan Scott, p.22.


    Steve's ex-wife is here to take Nook-nook. She took her.

Now I'm going to bed after I update my computer journal and turn off my kitchen stove timer and set my alarm clock for 8:00 AM so Pastor Pete can take me and my laundry to his place between 8:30-9:00 AM CDT tomorrow.  But first I need to set up a stream for my  Event Coordinator job.  I'll play an It's a Primate Rebels reaction playlist.