Yeah, I'm a day late again. I don't know why, but I don't feel much like writing these days. Although, I do feel like it - I just don't do it. That's not good. Even my Actifit-Diary was cut short a bit. Partially, it was because of a very occupied and half-sick week. The rain/pour kind. At least the cat is back, inside for know, which he kind of enjoys, though is first instinct was to go to the window. Which was closed. Excuse enough to listen to some Cat Empire this week.
My shoes are tedious these days. Can't recommend to anyone to wear them. The itch and squeeze and I know that I won't make it much longer before I take them off and walk barefoot again. Have to. For my sanity. But until then, I want to walk as many miles as possible, get as far as possible. I'll get new shoes eventually, I know it. I can feel it. This is just a phase, one of those that one has to push through and get to the other side.
Not sure that Nero is enjoying The Cat Empire. Seems like he wants to get out:
His heart, too, was beating like a drum. But out of agony. His lungs collapsing. But he got lucky. Ony many fronts. His treatment bill is 670$. If it wasn't for the support of my community who donated a big chunk, I wouldn't have saved him. Which some people find curious. Because I'm vegan, I must want to save all animals? Nope. I see them as what they are, animals. And they're all alike, I don't make a difference, at least between mammals. Mosquitoes are a totally different story. I won't have them killed, but there is also a limit on how much I'd spend to save them.
But with Nero I came to a limit on that. I just wasn't able to give up on him, not in the current situation with everything that's going on with Lily. It was the straw that broke my heart. And luckily, Nero is a lovely fellow and has made many, many friends here at the restaurant. So we got a lot of donations, enhancing our possibilities to the point that we could afford to save him. I'm happy and grateful for that.
He's just now making a mess in the bathroom where I set up his improvised sand box. At least he's using it. I'm not used to having a cat inside anymore, he's definitely an outside cat. So, for two days, I'll re-learn. Those will be good days. Because he's fine. And getting better.
Post written for the #saturdayselections by Galenkp inviting us to share music in the Weekend Experiences community on Saturdays.
Please feel free to engage in any original way, including dropping links to your posts on similar topics. I'm happy to read (and curate) any quality content that is not created by LLM/AI.
