I woke up really missing Maynard today. I had also woken up in the middle of the night missing him and fell back asleep clutching the little keepsake urn pendant I wear. I’m not entirely certain what brought that on, but it is what it is. The feeling usually hits me the hardest during breakfast – he was our little “breakfast buddy” and would sit on the stool next to my wife and eat the little pile of cheese I’d give him. When I sat down to eat, he’d come around to my side of the counter and wedge his way under my arm to sit on my lap. Annoying at the time, but I’d give practically anything to have that again.
Lucretia has definitely settled in here. She’s still a bit aggressive when she wants her kitten food, but she’s learned to be at least somewhat patient in the morning, and I’m working on setting a routine where she’s given her bowl once we’re up and moving around. She still will purr in our ears (and still tries to nurse on my earlobe) but will settle down and wait until it is time to be fed.
I sat and watched the deer in our field this morning. I’m glad I switched it up and don’t mow the big field down at the end of the season anymore – the deer seem to love that they can still feed in our yard. The rabbits will be bummed when I move the pile of wood from the felled tree but that won’t happen for several months at least so they’ll keep their shelter for the winter at least. I’ll have to be careful to not harm any of the spring babies when I do move it though.
That’s all for now, I just don’t feel much like writing today…
Song of the day: Subdivisions by Rush
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