Spirit can't bring herself to come in the kitchen now, so I brought the wet food plate out to under the end table when it was down to a third and also brought her a little pyrex cup of water with Rescue Remedy in it. Now she's asleep on the top of the back of the recliner.
I'm doing sheets, as usual, and this week my wrist is well enough to actually get the fitted sheets in the space between the platform bed and the mattress.
I started reading a memoir last night. An author helped write it, and I'm still having problems with some lack of consistency and the self-presentation. I ended up in bed for two more hours today because I kept thinking about it when I woke up and then went back to sleep again. You'll hear about all the book in a few days.