Kasey and I are just shaking our heads. We don't understand what all the fuss is about. Everyone They talk to or computer with are talking about The Rapture. He says it is nonsense, and She laughs right out loud at the idea, but still, They talk about it as if it might happen. It seems that something is supposed to take everyone away when it is time to have dinner, and all the stuff will be left behind. I don't think it includes cats, so what will we do if They get taken away? What She says is that on Her best day She would not qualify to get taken away, because She doesn't believe in heaven. And a lot of other things. You and Kasey are more likely to go than Me, She says. Well, I don't want to go, so I hope He is right. It's all nonsense. It would make life here much easier if His mother would get taken, She says. Don't tell anyone I said that, Cofs, She said.
He has been sleeping almost all day, and She is afraid He is going into one of His low points. He gets low points every so often, you remember. Well, at least He makes sense when He tells Her He is going to lie down because His ears hurt.
They have a movie to watch tonight about some guys that invented some of the places She visits on the computer. It is supposed to be true. I'll stay with Them while They watch. That way, if They get taken away, I'll be there to go with Them. Check back tomorrow, and you will know what happened. Chow.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
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