I woke up yesterday morning to a missed call and a phone message from my dead sister.
I opened it and it was from my BIL saying he had accidentally phoned me. I don't know why he has my sister's phone and number but perhaps he keeps it to be close to her. We traded a couple of messages. I have a terrible habit of not locking my phone and then accidentally dialled him from work. It was all very unsettling.
The dog is unwell and I just spent a large amount of money at the vet for x rays under anaesthetic. Fortunately, while these show a lot of arthritis, not uncommon in working dogs, no surgery is recommended. There is a slow recovery ahead with limited exercise and weight loss. He is not feeling great from the anaesthesia so I am working at home today.
We are back in the office, with masks, and it is about 20% full which I am totally fine with. I am getting used to seeing people but still feeling super stressed. Only two more official working days but I am already required to do an interview next week.
In upbeat news, my oldest daughter got a new kitten. He is tiny and noisy and feisty and utterly adorable. He lives with her but came for a visit with Charlie, who was totally bemused, and Ned, who despised him with the heat of a thousand fiery suns.
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