Time quickly has passed. What with 60 hour work weeks and babysitting a litter of newborn kittens and their Mom - a stray, I was still able to walk at least two miles a day unless it was pouring rain. (I am a member of two local animal aid societies so Mama Cat and her babies are now at a safe place waiting for adoption.)
Thursday, I walked with my friend about three miles, then about a third of the way we stopped at the Dairy Queen for a chocolate cone. Friday was a fast two miles and today was three miles with a few stops to chat with neighbors and pet my Malamute friend while staying a safe distance from Harley - a minature poodle with a nipping habit. Did not see the blue heron - walked too late this AM. This afternoon, off to work and tomorrow afternoon - yard work and garage cleaning. The only thing sane about my days are these walks and knowing that God is watching over to keep me safe until the days at work quiet down and I have at least a partial backup for my position.
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I got a little teary reading about your fostering a little family of kittens. The news has been so awful lately that your being able to do something life-giving, but small, must be very satisfying.
Yes, God's little creatures bring more joy than one could imagine.
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