Oh, she’s giving me quite the workout - even though she’s nearly 100 in cat years! After sitting passively through the first round of fireworks, I figured they weren’t bothering her. This is my first 4th of July in a new place, so I had no idea we could see anything from here. A few minutes ago, we saw a few that went high enough in the sky to clear the tree line surrounding the building. She jumped up, turned around, and tried to take a running jump off a table next to her perch.
She normally uses little steps that I set up for her to walk up and down, because her gait can be a bit stiff. Luckily, I just managed to catch her before she hit the floor. No more “sky fire” for us.
The article reported that he had to have a leg amputated during his stay. Circulation problem? Perhaps he had some serious pre-existing condition that compromised any recovery? I have no idea. Broadway show fans in NYC follow show performers like fans of certain sports figures; this one must have hit hard.
I was… not a fan, but he lived (and had a park named after him) in the town where my dad grew up.
This is purely anecdotal but when a relative or family friend is sick or injured, my mom’s response is “they didn’t go to Summit, did they!? Oh thank heavens…”
Unfortunately Vanderbilt’s filled with COVID-19 patients, as of May or June…
I always wondered why the if the devil is supposed to be such a good fiddle player that he felt he needed to stack the deck with a band of demons backing him up.