Lukas and I had a quiet weekend and a bit of homemade soup was left on the doorstep for me by a friend. Unfortunately. Lukas is in need of a pedicure. He left a trail of blood dots in his wake and a nail in our bed. Tonight I've found a second in the same place and after a peek at his paws, it appears that one of them is growing toward a pad rather than straight out.
Normally, a friend would help with this but with COVID 19, her visits are confined to the doorstep with no contact between us. Additionally, she has just informed me that her husband has spiked a fever and until they know whether or not he has the virus, she is going nowhere. She has been careful this whole time. He goes out more often than she and their son works for a grocery store chain and sees people daily.
The nice neighbors to the back of me are out of their place until Wednesday or so due to the building being tented for termites. Why this had to be done during a pandemic I have no clue. They have gone to stay with elderly at risk parents, one of whom stubbornly goes where he pleases when the notion strikes. I hope they will be safe there. Their plants are reposing on my screened porch and the man of the pair was kind enough to remove a trapped reptilian guest from my bathroom before decamping to his childhood home. No contact there either.
A recent newscast revealed that the COVID 19 virus has mutated into something more contagious now than when it began earlier this year. This tidbit of information needs to be well understood and more widely broadcast. Even then, masses of people will probably ignore it...
Happy Flu Season,,,