Trusting Cats

In order for us not to run out of money for taking care of His mother, They listened to a guy who figured out how to be sure to have enough by making a trust. That is what She told me, and I believe Her, because She is very particular about money. It means His mother will move to a new place that is close to our house - but not too close. He still has to drive there. This afternoon a guy explained it all to them, and She gets it. He is still a little confused, but if He has a list and does one thing at a time, it will work just fine. I asked Her to put Feed Cats first on the list. Just a few more things and everything is fine, even if L'ancienne lives another 25 years. She is convinced that His mother will do that, just to make Her scream. I don't know if She is joing or not.
They stopped for something to eat on Their way home, and She showed me a sandwich with chicken coming out the sides. It looks as if I will get a bit of a reward for letting them leave me alone for such a long time. I trust Her to do that for me.
Everyone is talking about the nice weather here, but it is raining where Her beloved Eddie lives. She writes letters on the computer to people that live there, too. It is also nice where Her OperaGirl lives, so she can practice for her next walk. So it is a mostly good day today, and Kasey and I are trusting cats. ByeBye.