This was Pookie she was "imported" from London by my son who had to work in Amsterdam for 3 months and had asked me if I could keep his two cats because he had no garden. I said yes and 19 years later she was still with us and died here peacefully. She was an adorable cat, very clever !
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On Saturday I wanted to go out a bit, but then it started to rain in buckets, so I quickly jumped (which is exaggerated) in my car and went to the shop where I could buy a crutch. The shop closed already at 3 pm so I had to hurry, but I found one nice and now when I go on cobbled streets (we have a lot of them here) I walk with my crutch. My son, charming as ever told me that now I really look old, but I answered him when next time he does a sport and breaks his leg, we would both look old. We always tease each other !
I was on time for the coffee and we were quite a lot, because there were visitors, so we had nice discussions and laughs and the afternoon went by very quickly.
Sunday it still rained and my mood was rather black. My sister in law dead, my poor niece all alone, and I am far away. The funeral is on Tuesday.
I spent the whole morning to inform other family members, it's quiet difficult becdause I have to do everything in Italian, fortunately Google became a quite good translator, not like a few years ago.
We played a nice game finding words, and the afternoon was quickly over.