Chillin'.

I am spending the week with my Grampy in TX. He is my mom's dad, and he misses my Grammy. She died not TOO long ago. I miss her. A lot. Especially when I am at her house and she is not.
My aunt, Cheli, whom he lives with, is having surgery today and my mom is at the hospital with her. I am here with Jeremy, Grampy, and the cats.
So far things are going great. We ran a couple of errands this morning and everyone is eating when they should be. I enjoy spending time with my Grampy. He is a good guy. He likes to do things on a schedule, so he is helping me regulate my time. Which I need. He likes to do errands in the mornings and eat at regular times and he has little jobs that he does. Like go around on his scooter and return all the neighbors' trash cans back up to their garages after the trash truck comes.  He is also the neighborhood can collector and goes around and cleans up the neighborhood of cans and other trash. All except for one guy, who is a "jackass" who told him not to mess with his trash cans. LOL.
He is taking good care of me, making sure I have enough to eat, and that I know I am welcome to anything in the house. He spends a lot of time sitting in the garage with a fan on him, but he is constantly coming in to check on me and Jeremy. It is sweet.
My aunt Cheli is doing well, out of surgery and into recovery. I hope her surgery works out for her.