My neighbor is in her early 70s and is probably the most stubborn person I know.  Help?  Doesn't need any.  Except under extreme circumstances like in the months leading up to the hip replacement.

Our circle of friends is of course full of kind, well meaning, highly intelligent, stubborn nutcases.  There's the lady with COPD who Will Not Stop Smoking and has been waiting for the man to come and fix her refrigerator for over two years.  She's the most mainstream of the bunch, I think.

Between us all, as much as we're allowed to do is take care of the bird room - it's down some stairs, and pick up things from the store - no driving!  Neighbor always has a REASON why she has to do this or that, including why SHE has to cook dinner for COPD Lady the day after her operation instead of letting COPD Lady do it.

Then there are the dogs.  Old Dog has Cushing's and just wants to lie around.  Border Collie Mix dog is 3.  OMG.

The Moluccan is his own special hell in a handbasket.  Albeit extremely cute and very polite.  "Come Innnn!"  "Buh-byeeee, buh-byeee."  Except to the dogs when it's go out time, "GOOOOGOGOGOGOGGOOOGOGOGOGO!!!!"

It's like Wild Kingdom right there in the living room, not counting the five birds in the aviary, the pair of conures and the canary in the office.  It's a wonder this woman hasn't completely lost her mind.

Or maybe she has.

I spent a good part of the day doing some shopping, helping out at the house and bringing her favorite dinner from the Salvadorean place.  Mostly I listened to her trying to resolve whether or not she had a "real problem" with the blood pressure and low grade fever - the one likely dehydration and the other a side effect of the blood thinner.  I played with the dogs until BCM doggeh was too tired to go all the way to the flung monkey and bring it back.

Tomorrow it will be Dunkin' coffee and a "coffee roll" which is all it takes to make her day, most times.  We'll see...  I hope she's all better soon because I bug out on Weds PM for 6 days.

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10/5 '14 4 Comments
You're a saint. And I'm sure that unlike Mutual of Omaha you don't stage the animal fight scenes...
Hardly a saint. I enjoy the dogs, they think I'm cool. As for the rest, this is what people do for their friends. If you're not willing to step up then you don't deserve to have friends. In any case this woman has helped me hugely in with my own birds - this trip next week will be the first one since I moved down I had to get a different bird-sitter.
Absolutely, absolutely. We are very solicitous of our tiny band of willing iguana-sitters.
Indeed. I don't know how difficult iguanas are but I know birds are evil little psychopaths who try to entice you to offer them fingers...