When I was living in Florida I had a delightful fluffy black cat named Katzel. One afternoon I went to a new animal shelter to do a story for the paper. The shelter was different than the pound – lots of open enclosures with indoor and outdoor spaces where the animals could easily roam and socialize with one another. It really was quite awesome.
While touring the facility this big fluffy Maine Coon came trotting up, trilling at me. Her eyes were such a pale green they made me think of opals. I crouched down and she reached a big soft paw up and caressed my cheek. It was love at first trill. I wrote the owner a check then and there and arranged to pick the little cat, who I promptly named Yum Yum, up in two weeks after I returned from my visit to Alabama. She and Katzel would become swell friends.
Not two months after adopting Yum Yum, my beloved Katzel had to be put down due to complications from feline leukemia. I was devastated. It took a while, but Yum Yum and I grew to love one another and established a very meticulous routine. One OCD woman and her OCD cat.
One of Yum Yum’s favorite things to do in the evening is sit in an open window and sniff the air. This evening was cool after a spring rain so I took her onto the sun porch and sat with her. Together we looked out the windows and “chatted” – meaning Yum Yum would chirp and purr at me and I would sing her name. Midway through our “discussion” I promised her that even when Pip is here, I will still make time for our window sitting, chasing one another around the upstairs and our evening snuggles.
Look at those BEAUTIFUL LETTERS! I don’t even care that it is an ugly font!
Completing the pee stick sandwich we have this cutie ground hog IN MY BACK YARD! He’s cute and all, but what the heck is he doing in my yard? And why is hanging out on the bumper to the Jeep Wagoneer? And more importantly… why the hell is the bumper in the yard? Gotta talk to Mr. Husband about this one 🙂
I promise this is my last post for the day. I also assure my new readers that I rarely post several times a day and clog your reader with my fretting. Promise.
DISCLAIMER: Yes, my grass needs mowed. Yes, there is all kinds of crap piled around our falling down shed. Yes, the field of grass and heaps of junk probably have something to do with the invasion of wild life! My pee stick told me none of this matters 🙂