Soup and sympathy...

[msfledermaus]

I came skipping home last night to run into my neighbor Phil. He was in a bad way--a dear friend of his had a brother that had been brutally beaten and mugged, and might not live through the week. I led him over to my house for some wild rice soup and some petting time with Shamu. I felt so awful for him--what do you say to something like that? But at least I distracted him for a while, unpacking various horrible things I'd gotten over the Internet. (He laughed hysterically at the huge porcelain dolly with the blood-spatters and the skull in it's handbag.)
Ben and Peaty popped their heads out from next door after a bit, and I think the combination sent Phil home feeling at least like people care...and I'm hoping like crazy the doctors can pull his friend through. It could happen, it amazes me what they're capable of sometimes...*crosses fingers*

Personally it scares me a little that muggings have gotten more common and more violent around my city lately. I promise to be very, very careful while I'm out...