Sorry to here about Roger, Kat. Good luck to him... and you.

Shawna came home today! She was so happy to see me at the vet's. She panted and whined all the way home. We got home just before Wakana. Shawna was so happy to see her too. The only group of creatures in the house who were not happy to see her was the feline contingent. Her arrival came as something of a shock.

This evening we ate dinner with Shawna tied to the sofa and the cat prowling out of reach of her leash. She lay on the floor and ignored them almost completely.

Now I have Shawna and Mika locked in the office with me. Mika was bothering the other cats and now is where the only thing he has to worry about is the dog. Mika is on the carpet by the door and Shawna is lying between me and her. They are watching each other.

Yesterday I picked up the checks to close out Wakana's car insurance problem. Now we have to find something for the money she has in pocket. Tomorrow we go out to buy either a Kia Forte, a Kia Rondo wagon, a Honda Fit, or a Nissan Versa. We will go with cash in hand. I hope that makes a difference in the negotiations. I always heard it would.

Shawna and Mika have settled down now. Just now I noticed Mika within a few inches of Shawna's nose. It should be OK.

I went to the clinic about my knee. What a farce that was. When I arrived there were very few cars in the parking lot. That meant to me that there were very few people inside and that I would breeze through there very quickly.

Best laid plans...

I checked in and paid my $25 co-pay. I settled down in the waiting room with the paper and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally they took my vital signs and sent me back to the waiting room. Then I finally saw the doctor who sent me to radiology for x-rays.

I paid another co-pay, $25, and waited for the x-ray tech. She finally called me in for pictures taken lying down and then standing up, except... When the time came to adjust the machine for the standing up pictures it turned out that someone had left a protective vest draped over the track and now they couldn't move the machine. I watched them struggle for a moment then stepped in and pulled. I managed to move the arm down the track and position it for the standing up pictures. We had to go into the other room for the rest of the pictures.

Then I waited some more. When I finally saw the doctor he decided that I had strained something and that it would be all right soon enough. I had been in there for 4 1/2 hours.

My knee still hurts.