"I found a kitten crossing Highway 17 (in Mt. Pleasant)," the Animal Control lady said over the phone back in October 2002. I had recently lost another kitty and she knew I was hurting. "He's really friendly with my other cats and dogs. Would you like to have him?"
Thus began my life with Frogger, so named after the video game by my girls. Kelly remembers him as just a scrawny little kitten, only about 8 weeks old. Over the years he porked up to 21 pounds - just a soft sweet mass of love. Always purring, often lying on his back with his feet up in the air, the first to come running when he heard the cat food can pop open. So when he quit eating altogether yesterday, I knew that was it.
Rest in peace, Frogger Dude. You were one in a million and I will miss you until we meet again, little man. Try to leave the birdies and snakes alone in the meantime, k?
Saturday, July 11, 2015
Saturday, July 04, 2015
Courage
It's been a quiet 4th of July - one daughter working and the other celebrating her birthday with her husband. So I've gotten a lot done - yard work, laundry, sitting with my sick kitty, and crafting. I even managed to slip in a bit of a nap. All in all, a good day.
As I went about the day, I thought about the courage of our forefathers who drafted the Declaration of Independence. Did they write, "I cannot stand this king" or "This is the lousiest king ever" or "Death to the infidels"? No, they eloquently listed their grievances against the king and declared that the colonies would no longer be politically connected to England, finishing with, "And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor."
Wow. I want to write like that.
I thought of the courage of the women as they waved goodbye to their husbands and sons, not knowing if they would return but absolutely knowing that their own lives would not be the same again.
Unfathomable.
I wonder if my ancestors whose courage gave me my freedom would be proud of me today. I hope so - I'm sure proud of them.
I hope you've had a terrific Independence Day!
As I went about the day, I thought about the courage of our forefathers who drafted the Declaration of Independence. Did they write, "I cannot stand this king" or "This is the lousiest king ever" or "Death to the infidels"? No, they eloquently listed their grievances against the king and declared that the colonies would no longer be politically connected to England, finishing with, "And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor."
Wow. I want to write like that.
I thought of the courage of the women as they waved goodbye to their husbands and sons, not knowing if they would return but absolutely knowing that their own lives would not be the same again.
Unfathomable.
I wonder if my ancestors whose courage gave me my freedom would be proud of me today. I hope so - I'm sure proud of them.
I hope you've had a terrific Independence Day!
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