Dismayed, that I may have realized my DDP limit, I pain-stakingly
made my way to Arthur’s nemesis: The Sisters Alieve. Since I had visited the Twins
before retiring last night, it was too soon to renew our acquaintance this
morning—a morning I desperately needed to visit the Twins. However, my liver dictated I would have to
limit my visit to the remaining third Sister.
Walking across the room, I stumbled over Moggy, deep in
cat-and-mouse play with the largest, most brilliant horse fly I’ve ever seen. I
briefly wondered that our brief warm-spell had been enough time for this
creature to grow so large and vivid. Aren’t
they usually dormant during the winter months? Or maybe they migrate south like
the Mexican Freetail Bats of Austin? It
was more than my mind could handle so early in the morning. Oh, but the blue—the blue truly was a beautiful
electric blue—not the iridescent blue flies frequently sport. This blue was more like…oh, what is it?…it’s on the tip of my tongue…I know I’ve seen it just
recently…my mind is such a fuddle in the morning hours I’m surprised I can
think straight about anything…aha!…realization hit me—it was the electric blue
color most resembling the gel-cap—O! M! Gosh! The cat was playing with my Alieve from the night before.
That was when I remembered:
I had taken two out of the bottle and then, looking at the remaining sip
of the lemonade I had bought earlier in the day, and the half a swallow of the
DDP I brought home from dinner, I had wondered which one I should finish off
first.
Relief washed over me as it finally dawned on me—I had never
taken the alieve last night—so now I could take two! 
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