See — life isn’t all doom and gloom: my cat Patches, at 16 years old, finally learned to use the litterbox! We celebrated this morning with an extra serving of Giblets & Gravy (for her) and freshly-brewed homemade Dong Quai tea (for me). Then I sat down to write.
It is precisely at this moment — when I find myself not only celebrating my elder cat’s ability to piss in a box but my writing about it — that I realize I am still the same goofy nerd as ever. No amount of loss or tragedy can squash my dorkism, thank God.
I am smiling.
3 responses so far ↓
1 m // Jan 18, 2008 at 2:55 pm
Yay, Patches!
Yay, Shannon! Does Patches know that this is the Year of the Rat? Uh-oh!
much love always
marco
2 alia // Feb 12, 2008 at 2:13 am
Oh, Shanny! Perspective! It really is the little things, innit?
3 Your cousin Christy // Feb 14, 2008 at 1:58 pm
Happy Valentines Day!!! I am thinking of you…Talked with Kathy and Dave today..How are you? I think about you everyday!!! You are a beautiful girl…. lets go on a vacation!!!!
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