Winter left the northern half of Mother Earth with a frigid blast of cold air in my region and tons of snow in others. My parting words to the season — don’t let the door hit you… (Yes, I’ve used this phrase before. I’m old and I’m starting to repeat myself…so sue me.)
Enough about Winter. Welcome Spring 2021 and all the BS that the thing I shall not name brings along for the ride. You know what I’m talking about; the big C word.
Enough about the terrible things we have to look forward to in the coming season. I want to discuss the hole in my pocket of joy because I had to send my dear, sweet Shadow on his farewell journey across the Rainbow Bridge.
I thought the hole would continue to grow in size but I managed to find a needle and thread (I’m typing metaphorically, you do realize that, right?) and I stitched up that darn gaping-joy-sucking-hole.
Enter Oreo and Samatha.
I adopted these precious felines from Kitty Connection out of Medford, MA. Because, as we all know, life is better with a cat on your lap (their slogan but I agree wholeheartedly).
Harlee wasn’t too keen on our new family members at first.
He eventually got over it and learned to accept the new status quo.
Sam and Oreo have settled in nicely.
All in all, my house is a very, very, very fine house, indeed, with two cats and a dog.
Time to go play some laser tag.
Happy Spring 2021 to you. Blessed be :}
Mi manchi, mia amata immortale.
Our pets keep us young!
Yes, they do, especially when one of them knocks over a vase of forsythia branches, sending water everywhere. 🌻
Yes, they do, especially when one of them sends a vase of forsythia branches tumbling. 😉