It doesn't sound like yours is, but the people in Tennessee who had to break out (only to be recaptured and returned) seemed to think so, and that's what I was responding to.
Lon, there are probably Seniors that would refuse to live in an Assisted Living, even if they could fully afford it. Currently, many would think about how restricted Assisted Living is, with the Covid 19 going on. To me, I understand the restrictions that were/are involved, but there are those that don't and won't. Protecting the Seniors, the facility/staff should be, the number one thing. Then again, there are those Seniors that dearly need the help that Assisted Living gives and only wish they could afford a place like you are at. These Seniors need some kind of physical help everyday and there are family members that just won't take the time to give it.
Basically I was only teasing a bit but those two in Tennessee started to make me to think. Those two are listed as having some mental difficulties but the way they escaped told me that there is something more to the story. I mean, they suddenly got so totally lucid that the guy figured out the key pad and they avoided all the other safeguards in the building? Like I wrote though, I was indeed teasing but there are some definite similarities and to tell the truth, I want neither assisted living nor prison. I do not have to worry about key pads and who is cooking. I just smoked off a whole lip-on ribeye and I’m having prime rib tonight. ($4.19 Lb. woo-hoo!).
All staff and residents know I have adopted a cat and many want to see her. They ring my doorbell and ask if they can see her, but as soon as Cranberry hears the doorbell she is off to hide under the sofa. She came out to great my physical therapist when he visited me this morning. I don't understand why so many are curious
Because most people like cats, they are friendly and love to meet and have people rub their coat while they purr. If they do not like cats, there is something amiss among them, because all the people who come to visit us like our cats.
They are not curious, Lon, they just want to share your joy. Miss Cranberry might wind up being the community cat. Wouldn't that be nice?
Because I was single until I was forty-eight, most of the cats that I have had were pretty skittish around other people. I lived alone, and rarely had people over because I was working pretty much all the time, so they weren't at all used to strangers. Thus, when people did come over, they never saw my cats. As soon as they heard anyone coming near the door, they would hide. As soon as the visitor left the house, they were all out as if nothing had happened. Ella and Bubba will keep their distance but they are used to having people over sometimes, so they keep an eye on them from a safe distance. There are a couple of people who come by often enough that they pester them for attention. Sometimes when someone new comes by, I can tell Bubba that it's okay, and he'll believe me. When a guy came by to do the annual servicing on our boiler a few weeks ago, Bubba was scared. I told him, "That's okay, Bubba. He won't hurt you," and then he annoyed the poor guy the rest of the time he was here, getting in the way trying to see what the guy was doing. He probably figured he could help. If people come by from time to time, Cranberry will probably become less shy.
Happy Hour my butt!! Do you see anyone imbibing in the picture. Eight musicians playing different pieces that I could not hear because of my poor hearing. I think I heard Amazing Grace however. I don't know why they called this Happy Hour.
I can have all my laundry done for me here in assisted living but some times like today I took my Terry Cloth Robe and other items to our laundry room. It's good exercise for me and passes time when bored.