New York, New York

Wow, wow, wow.

Just back from an action packed weekend in the big apple. Went to NY with son Peter to attend cousin William's wedding. We arrived in NY at 6:00 AM Wednesday morning and never stopped running. We attended two Met/Phillie games, saw the taping of Thursday's Dave Letterman show, ate more pizza and Nathan dogs than Peggy is comfortable with and had just a hoot at William and Laura's wedding.

Pictures to follow. More to follow. This is just the news bulletin.

I will say this, Peter is one crazy man and boy am I tired!

Peggy's Birthday Present

Peggy’s biggest, bestest gift for her birthday is Munchkin is walking!

She is up to eight steps at a time. Still wobbly, she still looks like a drunk. But she is walking.

Her need to play with BB and Neko is great. Her need for food is great. She cannot be stopped. She walks, falls down and walks again.

She is like the ant with the rubber tree plant. Ain’t nobody going to tell her she can’t.

She is so amazing.

Munchkin Update

Well, it is official. Not Timmy! And the short run of calling her Tootsie Roll (color and movement style combined) did not last. We have hit upon and decided to hold firm with the name Munchkin. It suits her well.

Kelsey, my apologies if we have chosen the true name for Milton with this call.

And she is doing well, or at least better. She is gaining strength. She is getting mothering from Neko. And now she has help from Big Brother, BB for short. We have enlisted Munchkin’s brother from the wood pile to aid in her recovery. BB sleeps with Munchkin and helps keep her clean. BB still is not sure where Neko fits in and spends some time trying to protect Munchkin from this evil K-nine interloper, but I think Neko is starting to grow on BB.

BB also helps Munchkin move. Last night we went out and left the two cats on their own for just a short while. We were stunned to come home and find them gone. We looked everywhere to no avail. We then discovered that our kitchen cabinets hold the same hidden salvation as the ole’ woodpile and the two siblings had to be lured out by food.

Munchkin still is not walking. But she does seem to be able to sit better, lunge further and her head is getting much steadier as she eats. A bout of diarrhea gave us some worries over the weekend, but organic squash baby food seemed to do the trick of stabilizing her stool. Now if we could just do a better job of figuring out the timing of these eruptions, we might be able to start getting her to use the cat box.

Deep down I have a very good feeling that the ghost of Buddy is watching and doing all he can to aid the survival of this tough little Munchkin as she struggles to hold on to her grip is this world.

Two of My Favorite Things

Not a scientific poll, not even a post where I put much thought in, but hey it is a holiday and I gots no time for the internet. Just thought I would take the time to post a picture of me doing what I enjoy in the company of one of my biggest fans.

More Poems

My Safeway, My Part of Town;
Southenders

Through the alley and down the street
Pass the condo
The air is warm
The 2nd floor people are watching yet another action flick, loud
It is Sunday night

It is late, and you know this is the closest store to Alki
Closest to the beach

You see them, they cannot let it go
Sun speckled, wind blown, the glow still in their eyes
They cannot let it go and are still chasing the night
Standing in groups, pooling their money, what is left,
Convinced that more beer is still the answer

The couples, walking the aisle
Looking for a bottle of wine to top off the night
They know deep down that they are making yet another bad choice