I can’t believe it’s been six years since I published my first post on this blog with just a few cat stories in mind. I remember thinking immediately thereafter, “oh no! now what?”
Honestly, I still wonder.
But just when I think the well has run dry something calls me – the kitties – the birds – the beauty of the Northwest – and a post emerges, and that has happened more than a thousand times.
It started with this one from Tiger on April 22, 2016.
“This is the first installment of our new blog and I appreciate Sue for letting me have the first few words. As you can tell by my picture, I am a handsome fellow.
That’s why she picked me out of the lineup at the cat jail. Okay, so it really wasn’t a jail. They called it a cat hotel – without check out privileges I guess you could say. Either way, it was my green eyes that saved me and my brother Shadow from spending the rest of our lives there. Only I wasn’t Tiger then, I was Miracle. And Shadow was Brother Love, I kid you not.
Bob and Sue were so kind to rescue us from our sheltered life and let us live with them in a nice big house, surrounded by luscious trees and thick forest with lots of little critters (who don’t stand a chance, by the way.)
I will let her tell you about all the other wonderful things outside our home like the little framed plots containing lavender and rosemary and strawberries and roses and clematis and vegetables
and oh! the list goes on and on and it is her job to tell you.
As for me, this was only to be an introduction and I have said enough and am tired and ready for one of my many afternoon naps. Talk later.”