Hootie and the Covid test

 I'm naming this weekend Hoootie and the Covid test.  Tristan has a headache fever, two signs of COVID.  You would think it would be easy to get tests... well not when EVERYONE is sick and hospitals are maxed.  We've done nothing, I just can't understand HOW it could be Covid but we have to get tested anyway.

So we set up appointments.  Will let you know how it goes for the both of us.



But first, Holt was driving and spotted an owl.  He asked me to bring a box, so we dug around, I was in the bushes... he was looking under cars and we found him.  HI HOOTIE!

So we used a sweatshirt and captured him.  I snuggled him the whole way home and he fell asleep on my lap.  He was so tired, poor little guy!


Found out you should NEVER us a flash... it blinds them! Ugh!  But he's fine thank God.

He bit Holt when we moved him into the box, they make this little clicking sound (we later learned to warn you that they don't like something.)





Yesterday before our COVID tests, I drove him to the animal sanctuary and they told me his "elbow" is broken.  For the simple minded like me... they dumb it down. They have a shoulder and elbow... he had a broken elbow.  They put a cast on him and said he would be just fine.

I donated money to his care, and went along knowing that this world will still have sweet Hootie in it once he's fixed up!!

Now, we just need a negative Covid test for T. I don't have any symptoms but because I'm always with him, I needed to get tested.  Ugh, I hate this - totally separated from him and it stinks.

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