I was scrolling through the photos I have, looking for something that would make me feel peaceful. This was it. All that green. I just want to be sitting under that weeping willow tree--or maybe lying beneath it, soaking up the birdsong and the gentle breeze and the scent of life. That this photo was taken, in the winter time means it is in a totally different climate zone from mine, and that suits me fine. Better than fine.
Life has been so hectic lately--I know it's been wild for all us from GirlsWriteOut--and so I wanted to share something peaceful. This is it.
For me, between finding a place for my mother to have excellent care and socialization ops, rushing to appointments with doctors for my own medical problems, taking Mel to have his wisdom teeth removed, and taking a stray, half-grown kitten to have his masculinity removed--and none too soon!--I am just a jumble of stress and tight muscles. Time for a massage.
But you can help me with one thing that would take a huge load off my shoulders. When I spoke to the vets about this kitten, they asked me his name. Well, hello? He's not my kitten! Someone dumped him! I'm just doing my duty to make sure there aren't more little kittens running around without a home a few months from now. Of course, he IS in the house right now, eating all the food I give him, sleeping in the laundry room, looking scrawny and lost--they also had to pull three broken teeth. But if I'm going to find a good home for him, I need a good name. He's gray with slight tabby stripes and white face. His eyes look sad--probably because he was dumped by someone he trusted. He's extremely affectionate, and eats like a hog.
If anyone has any good ideas about what to name him, I'd appreciate input. Anything to take one more decision off my shoulders for now. Oh, yes, I'd show you a picture of him, but Mel's asleep after his day at the oral surgeon's office, and I'm already late getting this post out. And besides, I still want to crawl under that willow tree and sleep the day away.