Covid Chaos: Episode 3 Wordless Wednesday, Kinda

RIP Joe Diffie 

COVID CHAOS Episode 1

Whatever shall I do with May?  How about a Recap of the Corona Chaos from the last couple of months?

Here I am today.  Fifty days In.

It all started about the middle of March.  Rumor had it, the Chinese were torturing killing  selling fresh meat at a wet market in Wuhan, China and a bat (WHAT?  THE CHINESE EAT BATS?  That explains the chicken meat that was questionable chicken meat at the last Chinese restaurant I went to) spewed out a virus onto a worker there.  Can't blame the poor thing.  It didn't want to be put into the boiling pot now, did it?

The above could be rumor.  As could be that the virus was developed in a lab for our pleasure demise.  Strictly opinion, as far as I know.  I don't believe the facts are out yet.  Who would do such a thing!

Media showed a bat cave with hundreds of the rodent-like creatures flitting around and being caught and captured by scientists and tortured researched for different virus's... at least that was my understanding of what I was seeing.

Going viral, was horrifying video's of Chinese cracking into - and enjoying turtles, chewing on live octopus, talk of eating dogs, and many other stomach-lurching dining habits.  Ick.

Ok, let's get past that.

Anyway, it was not rumor but fact...  a virus was sweeping across the globe and there would be a pandemic of epic proportion.

I have a dream journal that I visit every now and again, and I was taken aback by this post of November 19, 2019.

*GASP*

This concludes Episode 1 of Covid Recap.  Stay tuned

Next Stop, The Twilight Zone

How's the social distancing thing going for you?  We've had ups and downs.  Gracie was very sick for a while.  After the fourth stressful trip to a veterinarian, where proper procedures during the Covid 19 pandemic require pet parents to stay in their cars while vet techs happily appear (I think they were happy, hard to tell with those masks) with masks and gloves to take the sick inside to be examined, we finally claimed victory weeks later, as she seems to be feeling much better!  

I'm not so sure it was the meds as much as the TLC we gave her.

In what was probably the worst ear infections (both ears) she has ever had, she'd hold her head at a left tilt bouncing into walls and anything else that got in her way as she tried to navigate her way through life.

I would like to report that her hearing has returned to full capacity, but regretfully, it has not.  I do believe she hears *somewhat* better though.  Just a tad.  A wee-little itsy-bitsy better.  But that's not saying much.

What have you done to keep yourself entertained during these times of quarantine?  I've been watching winter turn into spring.

And I've been wondering why this creature showed up on our back patio one day and refused to be shooed away.

We sought our online facebook friends for answers.  What is it?  How can I get it to go away?  Etc. Etc. Etc.  there were many opinions and suggestions.  Some type of duck, we concluded.  In order to keep it from harms way (GRACIE) we swept Donald into a box and placed him under the pool deck, giving him fresh water and some bird seed (not knowing what ducks really eat).  The next morning we would call DNR in hopes that they would come and safely remove him and take him to a new home, one where he was more welcome and in less danger (GRACIE).

Next morning, Don's still alive and kicking...  but he made a mess of his box and spilled his water.  Good news and bad news followed.

So do you want the bad news first?

DNR was unavailable. Not in. Closed down.  COVID 19 wins again.

 *sigh*

Now what?

A lightbulb went off in my head.  I'd call the office of our place of camping and see if they'd adopt him into their duck family by the pond there.  When I went out to check on him again, he had disappeared!  Good news - I think....

"Here, duckie, duckie, duckie...  " I called.  "Don, you out there?"

Not under the deck.  Not in his box.  Not in the yard.  Not behind the shed.   Our back yard is enclosed, an 8 ft. privacy fence separating us from the outside world.  Donald was nowhere to be found.  Where did he go, you ask?  This, a mystery.  Just another strange and unusual space of time in the 2020 series of The Twilight Zone.