Hi Kitties,
This week I went to my last Nursing Home visit in my town and I was feeling very sad and happy at the same time. Have you felt like that before?
I was happy to see everyone again, and V. at the Nursing Home told everyone that I am a Very Good Cat who brought a lot of smiles to everyone. Then I went around and got petted. I was extra good because of the nice weather outside so I was purring and purring and let everyone pet me twice! I felt very happy. But then, one of my best friends who I talk about all the time, R.A., did not remember me anymore. I think she was not feeling very well and she had to leave early. This was the second time that she did not remember me. I am sad since she is one of my favorite friends, and I hope she is feeling better today. It is one of the most sad things at the Nursing Home when my friends are not feeling well, but I hope they still get some happies when they see me. My friend E. was there too who can't see or hear very well, and I have to be held up for her to pet me, and she was happy to pet me I think.
The boxes are all packed and we are just waiting for our Dr. Mommie to get back with the moving truck!
Love,
Figaro
Labels: Being Happy, Being Sad, Visiting Nursing Homes
Hi Kitties,
Yesterday was probably my last visit at my Nursing Home. I was very sad, and everyone else was sad too that I had to say goodbye because we are moving soon. If I become a very good car-cat, I will be able to come visit sometimes from my new house, but Mommie says it might not work out with everyone's schedules and the Nursing Home is busy with many visitors. I have really enjoyed doing my visits and meeting all my friends. Most of my friends were there to see me yesterday...and I have now been visiting there every month for almost 2 years. My friends have seen me through 2 Christmas holidays, gotten 2 Valentine's from me, and seen me in 2 of my Halloween costumes. They have also celebrated my birthday with me! I really hope I will get to come back again, but if I don't, I hope that the rest of our team in my therapy group will fill in for me.
Love,
Figaro
Labels: Being Sad, Visiting Nursing Homes
