Another Christmas bites the dust. And so it goes. I hope everyone had a peaceful, enjoyable time during your holidays, whatever it may be you celebrate. It was fairly quiet around here without my sis and b-i-l, but I think everyone had a pretty good time. A few board games were set out, and my Dad became an avid Wii golfer! We had way too much good food, most likely too much to drink, lovely presents. Some very interesting carolling could be heard on Christmas Eve after we had indulged in a Feast fit for Kings thanks to my wonderful Mom and Mom in law. The tree looked beautiful, and the kids were pretty well behaved over all (I think). So now on to the new year. The year of the boeuf!
Here’s Meg, with a white bundle of fur that I thought might have disappeared. Whitey, as he is aptly named, had been gone for several days. He returned today with one eye looking pretty bad. He is not my cat. He used to live down the street, until his owner got a small, yappy dog, and Whitey got scared. Now I feed him at my back door, and he is not usually allowed inside the house. The exception today is due partly to the fact that we are having some incredibly cold weather, and that his eye looked so bad (and also because Todd is not home right now). He has no claws, front or back, with which to defend himself. He is incredibly sweet, incredibly shy, but once he knows you he is very affectionate. He is also litter trained and neutered. I would love to find him a permanent indoor home. He deserves to belong to someone who would treat him well. I do the best I can, but I already have four of my own, if you count Ty (another stray that I took in a few years ago). His previous owner is under the delusion that he is much happier as an outdoor cat. You tell him that when it’s -25C, and you tell him that when he can’t defend himself because he has no claws! There is no way Todd will let him come in on a permanent basis, even if it’s just for cold nights. I would hate to bring him up to the SPCA – he would be terrified. But I hate having to leave him outside in the cold too.
Meg with her Daddy
