Oct
Excursion
It’s a wonderful day for writing. I find myself feeling exhilarated and ready to go. Thought I had to work today, even went as far as getting dressed up in my uniform and driving up there but as it turns out I have my days mixed up so- Yay! Another day off for me.
Since I was already dressed and ready to be active I decided Kittten deserved to be taken for a walk. See, we have lots of hawks and other large birds around here, hell, we even live right across from a highway despite the woods surrounding our house. So, my poor little kitty has to walk on a harness and leash whenever he wants to go out. He’s the only kitty that does go out out of all seven of our furry children. He knows the words; walk, harness, leash, collar, and especially out.
So, I got him ready and as soon as he was on the leash he ran to the door and let out the most pathetic meow I have ever heard. I took pity and finally let him out. We went out back by the tree line and listened as the leaves fell. Birds twittered through the tress and flew from branch to branch singing their merry songs. We found some beautiful and hideous spiders weaving magnificent webs and almost caught a chipmunk by the apple tree. It was absolutely wonderful.
The air was just warm enough to feel like it was filled with sunlight and the wind was just light enough to make me feel light in my own way. Lifting my heart and my spirit.
When I was done I came in and started writing this post. Somewhere in the middle I went out again and went over to my mother in laws. Took kitten with me. I just had to go out again and be in that wonderful air. But now my allergies are acting up so here I am as I finish writing this. Boogers trying to crawl out of my nose and a sneeze building behind my itchy eyes.
I’m ready to write.




05Oct
Outside is a wonderful place to be. Your kitty is lucky to have a “Mommy” who will take him outside in a safe manner.
Too bad about your allergies though. Yuccky! I have ‘em too.
05Oct
He’s my little furry cat child. In fact he’s the first and only cat that I raised up from being a kitten. I just love him so much.
Two friends of mind that I was living with at the time ‘made’ me adopt him because I kept trying to take care of them after I got out of foster care. I’m just like that and they thought I needed someone to look after. In the end it worked out pretty well.