Reply #33: I don't have a thing to complain about.

[Mugu]

I suppose that if I wanted to complain I could be upset that even taking 3 different expensive medications twice a day my blood pressure is still sky high, plus the medications make me feel like crap. My old dog is laying on the kitchen floor slowly dying and I don't have the energy to dig a grave. My yard is buried with leaves that have to be raked before the weather turns. My house looks like it has been turned upside down and shaken. The dishes in the sink and the clothes in the hamper need to be washed. It's only the 17th and all my money for the month is already spent. The car and truck both are out of gas and the truck desperately needs tires. My ladyfriend is being a complete pain in the ass...well, you get the idea.

But given a bit of time, I'm able to get up on my hind legs and take nourishment. People smile and at least act to be pleased to see me when I go to the local coffee shop. The squirrels are having a grand time gathering walnuts. I've got a bit of propane so I can keep several rooms warm. The electricity is on and I have a small roast in the crock pot. So all in all, things are pretty good.

Regards, Mugu