First morning here, she managed to fall off the patio, knocking down a planter and part of the wall. Luckily, she just got scraped, cut and bruised, no broken bones. Now she's my constant companion.
She goes to the grocery, checks out books and magazines from the library, went to my club coffee morning, went to craft group, goes on a mile walk every afternoon with me and Gil. She's not totally pleased to be living in a house of vegetarians, but she can eat out if she wants meat. Her memory isn't great and she tries to hide this fact. She can barely remember things that happened the day before. And sometimes she'll turn around 10 minutes later and forget something. But she's doing well with all the changes and stays pleasant. The worst thing so far has been 2 days ago when she went outside, leaving the door open and Gil got out. I figured it out and captured him before he got too far and have now forbid her to open the exterior doors. Even with a sign posted at the door, she went out last night, not 10 minutes after I told her not to. I had Gil upstairs at the time, so he was safe, but still. I gave her a stern talking to and pointed out the sign that she ignored and told her to try to remember not to do it again. I will have to lock Gil upstairs anytime I leave her here alone, for his safety. At least she hasn't tried to cook!
