Sorry it took so long to get back........
Both boys are around and both seem fine. Amazing the fur that can fly and the blood curdling screams that can fill the air - and yet have no one hurt seriously. Still, I am
glad.
On a similar but different topic - Edgar has wandered on home 2x in the past 2 days. He also came as a stray and lives in the house all winter, but there is NO way I can keep him in during the summer. That cat has ripped out each and every last screen in my house many, many times and I figure if he wants out that badly...... Anyway, he met Jasper this winter on those odd occasions when he (Edgar) went out. I don't know what their relationship was, but the past 2 days when Edgar has come in (for less than 10 minutes each time) Jasper has honed right on in on him. Not aggressive. But obviously in recognition. And they say animals can't think or remember!
And finally, part of my own saga has ended today. I have arthritis. Not the common type (sadly). Took them many years to diagnose it and more to try to treat it. Which they have failed to do. Thus far. So this Feb I hiked on off to yet another specialist (driving 4+ hours in the dead of winter) only to have him tell me that he wants to put me on these new drugs. But that I have a heart murmur (well, of course I do. Every doctor I have ever had since a child has told me that!) but that he won't even try for these drugs until we find out what's 'wrong' with my heart since they (the drugs) could make it worse. Made it sound as if things were v-e-r-y bad. As in the heart valves are obviously diseased and that means my heart had to work so much harder and that means heart attacks are.....So I went for an ultrasound (in April) and saw the cardiologist today. Nothing
whatever is wrong with my heart. Heart, valves and vessels all fine. Murmur is there but likely caused by my heart beat. Which is rapid. Maybe because I'm upset? Duh! So, I've wasted 4 months........ And you need to know that I HATE doctors. Still, given that my family ALL die of heart attacks and strokes, usually at a young age, today's news was good.
But I don't plan on going back to any more doctors any time soon. I hate taking drugs anyway. And, frankly, the stuff they put you through is frequently worse than the ailment itself. What's the saying? The cure is worse than the disease? Yup!
Have poured myself a glass of sherry and am now going out to sit and sip and watch my babies play and/or just lie, flaked out in the sun. And wait for my 'warriors'. And my doe (though she only comes through in early morning. But sometimes she spends the night here. And think again (though I forget sometimes) it can be 'a wonderful life'. Rare moments, when you remember that. But worth cherishing.
And, lest you get all mellow about that, let me tell you - from experience - that'll likely last right up until I'm almost mellowed out, when another cat fight or some such will erupt! Rather like the way the cat burst into flames this winter.... But for now all is well.
And I just wanted to let you know of the 'boys' - both the combatants and Edgar-Jasper.
And that maybe I do have a heart and that she's working quite fine, thank-you!