Penny, your daughter sounds like mine. Ticking-off is what she excels at!!
Good news about the new plan for you Dita. In a way it is a relief to hear about your friend although very sad circumstances. As you say, better than nothing. But the not-knowing makes you fear the worst.
The white stuff I awoke to today is quite disappeared, you would never know it snowed. Just wet, dark and miserable again. My get-up-and-go has deserted me again, but that applies to most days!
Trixie was behaving strangely for half of the week, as if something had spooked her. Then when I looked at the FB Neighbourhood site on Thursday, a neighbour passed the sad news that the cat of another neighbour had lost his ninth life the previous night. I don't know the lady but did know the cat, Finn, who used to call round for Trixie. Usually she avoids other cats especially toms. She was spayed and he was neutered so there was not a disgusting smell. But cats still pick up on each others' scent. Any time she went out at the front, she sniffed the outside of the outer porch door, inch by inch. This week, she did it over and over again then hovered very uncertainly then ran back indoors in that 'spooked' way. I twigged that she 'knows' and is grieving. Whether she saw or just sensed something that night, I don't know, nor what happened, how Finn died, and don't feel I can ask. Anyway, sorry to be dismal. She and I send hugs and love to Dita and Dolly xxxx