Went shopping today. What a disaster. Found some great shoes but shop didn't have my size. The coffee pump at Trader Joe's produced no coffee for me but did for the person BEHIND me. Salesperson at OfficeMax took the customer BEHIND me first. Christmas carols in shops were terrible. No classic carols sung by singers born before 1975, except one Beatles' song. You can not improve on the classic carols sung mid-century. And both of our burgers at IN-N-OUT were undercooked. A first for us.
At least our evening walk went well. Saw one great horned owl. Heard three others.
Finished the evening off with a little Maker's Mark.
Received call from vet, Dr. Ted, at 10:50 AM that Freda has a brain tumor and that we have done all we can. Can we bring her in today? Can’t believe that it has come so quickly. Thought we might have several more days with Freda but it was not to be. Her rapid decline was brought about by a brain tumor. Damn it!! Can’t believe it but the signs were there. Oh, Freda! We will miss you.
She was gone by 12:30. She went peacefully. In her final repose, she looked exactly like she was sleeping. So peaceful. Did have a nice toast, "To God spelled backwards", with a nice fine whiskey, Maker's Mark. Our darling Freda, gone.