Winter arrived Thursday evening. The snow continued through Friday. It looks like it is going to stay for the next six months. I don’t mind winter, especially the occasional snowstorm. Curled up on the couch with a favourite book listening to the wind howl outside is the perfect way to spend a stormy day or night.
A tiny little kitten joined our family two weeks ago. I call BoBo my great-grandson since he belongs to my grandson. He is an adorable little creature with limitless energy. Our two dogs are in the process of getting used to what they seem to consider an interloper. Patches, the bigger of our two Shih Tzus has decided to hide whenever BoBo is around. BoBo thinks Patches has an amazing feather growing out of his butt and loves to sneak up and try to play with it. To be honest, Patches is slightly afraid of the little creature who loves to follow him around. 
Gaby, our little brown Shih Tzu is the complete opposite. As soon as BoBo shows up she growls and barks like the hounds of hell are after her. We did have a bit of a breakthrough today. BoBo managed to walk by Gaby a few times without Gaby carrying on like a creature possessed. There might be hope that Gaby will learn to tolerate the little guy.
Added: My family doctor, true to his word contacted my cardiologist to let him know of the latest problem concerning my heart. My family doctor is a gem and has consistently referred me to exceptional specialists. The cardiologist has ordered another Echo Cardiogram. The one I had done in April 20023 did not show fluid on the lungs. I hope the Echo cardiogram will happen sooner rather than later. What frightens me is that the episodes of shortness of breath are becoming more frequent. Walking from the kitchen to the main floor laundry room with a load of washing is at times very difficult. Mobility issues are becoming more limited but I am thankful that I enjoy reading, genealogy research, translating texts, and writing. I hope it will keep my mind sharp and keep boredom away.
Before I close I wanted to add a lovely poem about daughters. I am so thankful for my precious daughter. Sadly I think she has inherited some health issues from me. The poem reads as follows:
Three pictures of my husband’s watercolors.
























To say that the last three months have been difficult is an understatement. During our family Christmas celebration on December 26th, 2023 my husband and I noticed an undercurrent of malevolent behaviour. Sadly, this behaviour caused stress which continued to grow as the months went by without a solution. Autoimmune diseases and stress are not compatible. Thankfully, the root cause of the malevolent behaviour has finally left. Now comes the healing process.
Another year has come and gone. It seems the older one gets the faster time goes by. I hope that you my readers have a wonderfully rewarding and blessed New Year. We celebrated our family Christmas on December 26th. My old bones betrayed me in the weeks before Christmas so I did little decorating this year. Put lights on an artificial plant in the living room, and put up a wreath on the front door and garage door. My grandson strung up the lights on the outside of the house and my husband put up the small tree with lights next to my parents’ headstone in the cemetery. It was six of us for Christmas Dinner which included our daughter and her partner, our grandson, and his partner. My husband tried a new technic this year by roasting the turkey the day before our Christmas meal. Once it had turned a golden brown he craved it up and it was ready to serve the next day. Just before our Christmas dinner he heated the sliced turkey in the microwave and made the gravy. The turkey turned out perfectly and retained a lot of moisture. 




