Amazing Cat and My Surprised Grandson

Well, it seems my grandson has discovered that his granna is a published writer. He called me over the weekend and wanted to talk about nothing else but my books, about doing book signings, about how long it takes to write a whole book. He was impressed that he could find me on Amazon and Google, and most impressive of all (to him), on eBay. It was cute and kind of surprising. Then he told me all about a story he wants to write, and I encouraged him to do it, and once he does, to send it to his granna to read. Gosh, I hope he will do both. I love that he's interested in writing, but also want so badly to read it if he does. I can just imagine how cute a 12-year-old boy's story would be to read, especially knowing him and the things he's interested in. It would probably be about a video game wizard, sort of like the pinball wizard of my day during that age. Anyway, what fun to have a good long telephone call from him. I'm usually the one who has to call. His email isn't working, so it's been a few weeks since we were in touch. I think he might come for at least one night during Spring Break, which is next week. We'll see.

Meanwhile, my kitty has amazed me. Who knew he would be such a good camper. We took him with us last weekend to the Coast, and while the car ride, with him yowling constantly, seemed endless, once we were there, he adapted quickly. We spent two nights, restless ones because he loved all over both of us, then came home on Sunday. Same yowling on the drive back. I hoped, misguidedly, that he might get past his fear of cars. Once back home, he acted purely astonished to find himself BACK in his old home. I think he believed we had moved for good again. I imagined him thinking to himself that we had certainly come down in the world. Back at the old house he'd had an entire floor to himself, and now we'd been reduced to three small rooms. Teehee~ someday a book, starring my cat.

We picked up the new travel trailer we bought and brought it home along with the cat. My SO's good friend is having open heart surgery in San Antonio. We wanted to bring the new trailer, but didn't like the looks of any of the RV parks there, so we continued further north to Bandera and are staying in a park on the Medina River, very pretty, walking distance to Old Town Bandera, which is much like something from a Western you'd see on Saturday afternoon television. We went to a couple of honky-tonks last night. Enjoyed ourselves looking around, then spent today at the hospital with our friends. Such a serious situation they face.

The kitty is with us here again, doing just superb. In fact, he's happier and calmer than the dog is, being in such close confines. The travel trailer is only 26 feet, so I just had no idea what to expect. The SO says I underestimate this old kitty cat. I guess he's right. He was some better on the drive -- much longer drive -- up here. We're leaving tomorrow, I think, and I'm already dreading the ride back home with the pitiful kitty whining the whole way. He's just not use to being in something that moves. Probably feels like a constant earthquake to him. I held him on my lap in the carrier the whole way, and I think that made him a little happier. New Mexico this summer is really going to be a long (LONG!) drive.

But we're camping. The four of us. We're doing a lot better than I would have ever dreamed in my wildest!

Onward ....