The Scenery

I need to get out of the house. I feel like a prisoner in here. So much is going on in and around the damn house. I just need to breathe some fresh air. Weird kids, tall strangers, and ghost chessboards, I've had enough. I just want things to be normal. I don't know why this is all going on. I think I am a fairly unremarkable person. I just want this all to go away.

Osiris is still gone. Our friend Lynn found a skull, but the snout bone looks way too wide to be his. I still hold out hope that he is missing and I will find him.

Pixi has been doing alright. She has been very clingy ever since Osiris has disappeared. She hasn't started looking out the window all night like Osiris did before he ran away.

I'm a Broncos fan, and they are doing well with Tim Tebow, and the haters have been proven wrong so many times, but they keep on trying to put down Tebow. You "experts" are always good for a laugh.

The Continuation

He is getting up and running to the streetlight. I have had to drag him back into bed. He is still delusional, rambling all sorts of nonsense, including swinging flashlights, and the trouble the filming began, or something.

He is eating. Not much, but food is food. He is staying hydrated, and I am hoping soon I can get him up and moving, and away from the house, for even a few days.

Speaking of, I want to find a getaway for us. Something simple, but romantic. We need it. This whole thing has stressed him out.

I don't think we are going to find Osiris. It's simply been too long. Part of me wants to keep hoping, but we have to face the reality that he is gone. Who knows, though? His sister's cat went missing for 3 months in the winter and randomly showed up. Anything can happen.

T.A.

The Status

Tristan left his blogger logged in as well as his YouTube. I guess I will just give an update on the current situation.

He is feverish. His temperature is over 100 degrees. Keeping him in bed is easier now, but he has this and his fall injuries to deal with.

His injuries. Nothing too major. When I finally dragged him into quick care, they ran a CAT scan and found nothing abnormal in his brain, so I am happy there isn't a concussion or anything. He has a sprained ankle and wrist, as well as a lot of bruising.

He is delusional, or something. He is speaking in strange cadences, and his sentences are garbled up and don't make too much sense. I personally find some of it rather funny, but I shouldn't laugh when he is in the shape he is in. I will video record one of these little episodes if I can, and put it up on YouTube, and maybe all you in YouTube land can get a chuckle out of it.

I think it is good, this fever of his, at least he doesn't have the stress of that stupid stranger guy, or has he even looked at the chess board in the last week. Maybe everything can return to normal now.

T.A.

p.s. I think his little naming thing is cute, so I kept up the theme!