A pretty good day today; got on Nehi, my '95 Raleigh mountain bike for a 10 mile round trip to the grocery store where I found all the groceries I could pack at good prices, rode back with plastic bags hanging from my handlebars, did some dishes, baked two cakes, wrote checks for the bills that are due next week, got on Miko my fast 2004 XC mountain bike to go mail the bills, followed by a challenging ride in the canyon, through Mackenzie Park to the golf course, then back along Canyon Drive to circle the lake. About a 9 mile ride, good interval training. Tired when I got in, but pleasantly tired, with the breath coming easy and the body relaxed.
Inclines that had me using the granny ring a week ago I rode on the middle ring today. Much stronger now. The hundred squats under a 40 lb barbell are paying off.
Then I drove my mother to pay still another bill, at Home Depot, stopped once to shop and back home.
Where I found a cat, one of those I've been feeding, dying alongside a bush. Don't know why; no blood, but I suspect foul play by the kid next door, or his dog; a cat we had for 14 years, that had weathered two record cold snaps this year, disappeared last month, no trace. This cat was one of those born last year, granddaughters of a heterochromatic stray that left us four kittensto feed before disappearing herself. Don't know if this one was that runty kitten that was friendly to me or a sibling. But I stroked it and told it I was sorry. Too far gone to respond. Then with post hole diggers and shovel I dug its grave, came back to find it quite dead, and then had a little funeral, attended by me and another cat, Shadow the chartroux, that was wondering what was going on.
The city forbids the burial of pets in the yard. Stupid law. If there is any place a pet ought to be buried, it is where it lived and played and died. So my yards are cemeteries. Which I think quite fitting. I am surrounded by ghosts and memories.
Except for that, a pretty good day so far.
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