The itsy, bitsy spider plant grew too big

Another plant that my recently deceased cat Phoebe would nibble on almost every day. Husband thinks it is really ugly, but I still like it, and spider plants clean the air. But if getting rid of it makes him a wee bit happier and makes the hallway less of an obstacle course, then it is an easy way to get some good spouse points. This one has an almost 3 foot spread. When the decluttering is finished, we can go out and get some fresh house plants that haven't gotten too leggy. The guy who was going to take away one of my other plants (Sep 28) didn't show up until yesterday, so I gave him this one and another really tall plant that will show up as tomorrow's post. My doggie friend Lucy recently got a companion, a young male named Toby. He's still very shy and not completely socialized, but is very sweet and learning to trust his humans.

Litter box cover

In her later years, my dear cat Phoebe, who died in July, took to squatting on the edge of the litter box. This meant she ended up spraying pee outside the box. So I had to buy lids for the plastic pans (why do we call them boxes?) so at least the liquid could be contained and easily wiped off the inside of the covers. Thank goodness the remaining cats manage to confine their business to inside the box, meaning I have three covers not being used. Today someone was over helping me move stuff into the shed and asked if I was getting rid of any of the covers because they knew someone who wanted one. Just like that. One cover gone. I will probably post the others on craigslist. I babysat Lucy this afternoon. She looks angelic, but she can chew her diaper off in a couple seconds flat if she wants to. Stayed outside to keep her away from feline hostility and because it was a gorgeous end of summer day. I put things into the shed, Lucy watched. I sat in a chair and watched kids play in the street, Lucy sat by my feet. When Lucy's mom came to pick her up we humans went to a street market nearby. Lots of crafts, some produce, music, wine tasting — a lovely evening.

Drawing the lino

Continuing on the theme of renovations. When we moved into our house 11 years ago the previous owners left some extra lino for patching. We did end up using some of it a couple of years later — the problem was that the scraps had shrunk from not being glued down, and when we patched the floor after fixing up the kitchen it was (and still is) very obvious because the squares no longer lined up properly. Never redo a kitchen without redoing the floor! Patching lino sure didn’t work for us. Ah well, we’ve lived with it a long time and will probably continue to live with it for another year. But there’s no way I’m keeping these pieces of lino around any longer. Random animal is my friend’s dog Lucy in her new wheelchair. She just stands in it and glares most of the time, but there’s hope yet. (For my Mom who keeps asking how Lucy is doing.)

Piddle pad

I had this changing pad around for when my nephews were infants and came to visit. This afternoon I went to visit Lucy the longhaired dachshund, hit by a car about a month ago. She is home now, and dragging her paralyzed back legs around behind her. There are small improvements, but she has no bladder or bowel control, so every time she is on a lap or on the sofa, she needs to be on a pad. Her mom is doing lots of laundry. Lucy is as sweet as ever and is so happy to be out of the animal hospital. She still manages to steal Max’s bone away from him and scootches down the hallway making her getaway.