Just tales of me and the furry, the feathered, the slimey and the scaly... whatever! Fun stories. Sad stories. Stories that directly involve me or stories that have touched me.
March 9, 2009
Me and My Shadow...
So, I've been battling this cold for 8 days now and am finally feeling better. I know Meadow can sense my "unwellness" but lately she's been even more of an affectionate cling-on. She is my shadow.
If I am on the couch, Meadow is on the couch. If I go to bed, Meadow goes to bed. I am in the shower, Meadow is outside the shower. Funny how when it's your pet, you really don't mind all that much.
My neighbor has been fighting a virus of her own. She's complained to me about one of her animals being a shadow as well in her two plus weeks of illness. I guess an 11 LB cat is okay compared to a 90 LB dog full of mega slobbering bouncing love and joy. He's a unique fellow and his name is "Herman". He went to obedience school and probably failed miserably... but he's such a happy dog. I learned that Herman is a sack puppy. Can you even imagine what that is? Someone got a sack and filled it with a litter of pups, went for a drive, and threw the tied up sack out on a busy street.
I've thought about working for Animal Rescue or the Humane Society but I think I'd probably end up on manslaughter charges against some of these malicious sick $#@%!
I've not done much for many days now, just watch the backyard from my kitchen window.
I went at this blog pretty hard and heavy for the first couple months, spinning out some of my most memorable tales over the years. Am I tapped out, not just yet... but I do hope, with the arrival of spring in a few weeks, that more stories come about.
Well, my shadow has just jumped on my chest... I think it's time for my meds and start my day. See you all in a few.
My sister has volunteered at a cat shelter in Dartmouth for many years. I'd thought about volunteering at the Humane Centre or someplace like that ... but I know my heart would break seeing all those homeless animals. I'd want to take them all home.
ReplyDeleteI envy people like your sister Teena. I don't have the strength to do it either, though I've often thought about it. It would break my heart every day.
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