Whoops. We screwed up. Everyone goes back to last year. I really wanted to go to the Calgary Stampede.
Alberta miscalculated - declared an end to the pandemic and called COVID endemic. Opened up. This is what you get when a lawyer is running your health department.
I don’t understand how Jason Kenney can say he was justified in opening up Alberta, but I’m just a cat - what do I know?
Kenney explained, “I know I fucked up in July, but I really wanted to go to the Calgary Stampede. I’m not going to apologize. I live in Alberta - there’s nothing to do here at the best of times. Summer. No hockey, nothing. Read a book - Albertans don’t read. Maybe a bible verse every once in awhile - but only on Sundays -and only if the old lady drags us to church. So I opened up the province and took my chances. Yeah, we have a COVID death rate of one person per hour, but it was worth it. I got to see horsies and pretty cowgirls.”
He conferred with his lawyer, aka the Minister of Health, rolled the dice and let it rip. Not much of a gamble he thought, after all it’s Alberta, no way he’s going to lose votes.
And now we, citizens and felines alike, suffer.
That’s right - cats can get COVID. Been wearing my mask for a month now, but can’t find anyone to vaccinate me. I hang out around hospitals and pharmacies looking for someone to take pity on me, but no luck.
Risking my life wandering around looking for a poke. Running over cats for sport is a favorite pastime among the rednecks until hunting season opens.
Not unlike Honduras. I was born in San Pedro Sula - Nick rescued me, but not before all of my siblings were killed by gang members. Some were run over and some shot. Bad times.
But truthfully the weather was far superior to this hell hole. Mid September and we’ve got the furnace going full blast, and are debating firing up the fireplace.
Yup - eight months of winter.