New month for me; new home for Woodstock

A fresh new month, and I'm glad of it. It was hot and humid this past week--today it's nice and cool--suitable for October.

I go condo & cat sitting today, for ten days.
I'm glad of that too.
I've been busy since my auntie Vi died Sept. 10––I wanted distractions, but I still feel crabby and impatient and I think it'll be good to have time alone with nothing to do but catch up with feelings and get bored with myself.

I took home a couple stuffed animals from my auntie's, and bink took one too--here they are sitting with my girlettes and Red Bear on Vi's stoop, waiting to go in the car.

Vi wasn't a toy person, but she kept the yellow Woodstock close all the last year--took him to the hospital even.
Woodstock is from Peanuts, but Vi called him Tweety Bird...

When I was helping store-neighbor BJ clean her apartment last week, in prep for her own adventures in hospice, I saw she had a matching stuffed Snoopy.

BJ told me she was going to give the Snoopy to one of the Somali kids who lives down the hall from her, who loves it.
I told her I'd add Woodstock, to make a pair.

I washed Woodstock and took him in to work.
This is BJ with him, yesterday. (She's had surgery to remove a brain tumor, spread from stage 4 (the worst) lung cancer.)
Vi would be pleased Woodstock is going to a child.