Sparks is a Monday blog hop. It’s a positive way to start the week with quotes that inspire us onward. Annie of McGuffy’s Reader is the one who inspired this blog hop. Thank you, Annie, for the opportunity to share our positive ideals and by doing so instilling these ideals in ourselves and others.
Today we look at:
Sounds easy, eh? Well, it’s not.
When one is in severe pain, the pain sears into every thought, every idea, every step one takes. How do we ignore the pain? We can’t ignore the pain but we can work with it. Any thought that is in our mind cannot exist when another more consuming thought enters the picture. For me it is photo editing….it is such an all-consuming task for me that it needs my total absorption. This is not a cure because the pain will come back but it is a reprieve. Also my mood changes from sad to happy…..because I have managed to accomplish something in spite of that pain, that brings me pleasure. I am ready to laugh with someone. Without the pain I would never have looked for a way to overcome it and never experienced the joy of accomplishment and the sweetness of joy….could the joy be any sweeter than when pain is exchanged for a few laughs? Throughout the good and bad….the girls are with me….
You know Kali our friends are probably wondering where CowKitty is, cause we don’t talk about him anymore or have any pictures. So here is the scoop:
CowKitty’s parents moved at the end of July. CowKitty was so freaked out seeing all his furniture disappear….he took off and his parents couldn’t find him. They left food and water for him and one of their windows open. They never came back for 2 weeks. Needless to say, CowKitty was spending his time over here when he calmed down. He was scared of us like when he first moved here. Mom took some wet food out to him beside the house and he gobbled it up. He slowly started sitting on our bench and playing with mom. Mom decided to keep him and told dad who was a little more realistic. He told mom, CowKitty wasn’t our cat and we could get into trouble. Mom got into her stubborn mode and refused to budge. She stated her point that CowKitty was very happy here and us girls were getting used to him.
Dad went over to CowKitty’s parents and was upset by the condition the backyard was in…..total neglect. He decided CowKitty would be better off with us. So the next challenge would be to get him inside, CowKitty, not dad..he was still quite spooked. Lucky for mom Ellen of 15 and Meowing helped by giving her tips on what to do. Finally, mom pulled out CowKitty’s cheese with mice in it and he walked over to it in the house.
August the 18th was when CowKitty started to live with us. That night was horrible because CowKitty is used to running wild at any time of the night so he yelled his head off. Nobody got any sleep that first night. Next day mom and dad made up an area in the basement with the house from outside, water and dry crumble and a kitty litter tray. They were going to shut the door and have him stay in the basement until he got used to the arrangements. That night CowKitty went down to the basement of his own accord and slept in the house from outside. It was very difficult to keep CowKitty away from the windows as his old parents were popping over to see if we’d seen CowKitty. They gave us their new phone #. Thanks to Ellen we got a calming collar for CowKitty and he relaxed. Think mom and dad needed a calming collar too.
Then dad was bringing in veggies from my garden and CowKitty snuck outside and was gone. Mom was heart-sick. An hour later CowKitty was laying on the bench so mom opened the door and in he ran right to the tunnel.
Mom phoned and made an appointment for CowKitty at the vet to get checked over, shots and cut the fur back in his private areas. Meanwhile, CowKitty’s parents were asking us if we saw him…dad was shaking his head.
After being with us a week…CowKitty ran out when mom came in from the garden. He never came back. Mom looked and looked for him but no sign of him. The only thing we can think of is that his parents found him and took him to the new house. They must have wondered who put the calming collar on him.
This is our story of CowKitty. I looked for him for many days even going out on the deck and looking over to his old house. I’m afraid he is gone. We all feel sad and hope to see him one day.
As a side note, mom went to the SPCA…just in case CowKitty was captured by the Humane Society. Mom looked all through the cages and no CowKitty so mom left them with CowKitty’s description and they will call her if he shows up.
The garden has been grown’ something awesome in the last couple of weeks. This is how the flower garden looked at the end of winter. Disgusting isn’t it? We had very little snow and very, very cold weather. We lost almost all our perennials. What are those blue patches you ask? They are piles of fertilizer to kill the weed called Horse’s Mane. This weed has elastic roots and if you grab it to pull it out….the spores disperse throughout the garden. Each spore starts a new Horse’s Mane.
It is easy to see where the weed is dying from the fertilizer. One must have patience as the dying must happen underground too. So we have patches of dead Horse’s Mane lying all over the garden. The girls are not interested.
Our squash patch was much the same…nekked!
Kinda depressing work, when I look at it now. We even lost all our strawberries. Such a pile of work.
I toiled all day in the veggie garden. Only coming in for naps and food. I worked my paws to the bone. I think it was worth it.
Hi Cow Kitty, quite the amount of nip plants this year. I count 4 but they’re rather squished now. MOL
What’s that Cow Kitty doing, Shoks? It’s ok, Kali. Cow Kitty is havin’ some nip but there’s 4 plants out there. We won’t run out.
Well, there’s our garden so far. The best patch is the veggie garden if I don’t say so myself. MOL
As they say sometimes you’re the seed, sometimes you’re the dirt. Hope tomorrow is a seed kind of day.