i had planned out a really nice, rewarding afternoon for myself today (i was a bit frazzled, shall we say, from a weekend running to london and back to say farewell to a cousin of mine who is going to south korea again for 3 years. we share many similar interests and have great conversations, and i am just going to miss him a hell of a lot. especially since he doesn't really have plans to come back. insert tears and horrible missing feeling here)

back to my afternoon. my nice, rewarding time to myself consisted of:

1. doing laundry (i know, i know. i just like the smell and softness of clean sheets and towels, it's comforting)
2. going to chapters
3. buying a book
4. sitting in a coffee shop reading said book, drinking really really really good espresso.
   

my younger sister called this morning because my older sister is in england for the week and needs her cats looked after. my younger sister (MYS? MYS.) ahem. MYS has been ill and she sounded kind of meh on the phone so i said i would look after the cats this week and she didn't have to stop by my older sister's place at all. MYS has essays due and stuff, and i don't, PLUS i remember what it feels like, so. sigh. anyway i was talking with her and she's been planning to get a cat for some time. "some time" apparently had turned into "today" and she said she didn't want anyone else but me to come with her to get it. so my rewarding afternoon was spent bonding with her Great Pyrenees in the lobby of the humane society. i really needed to bond with her Great Pyrenees, because he is really funny and smart and we hadn't had a chance to get to know each other very well until today.

i walked through the cat section of the humane society after MYS had checked it out and picked out a few kittens to consider (she initially wanted a grown cat because they aren't adopted as often, but because of The Great Pyrenees (TGP) she was told a younger cat would be much better.)

it was so hard walking through the aisles of cages, with the cats sleeping or just lying there with their eyes open, staring at nothing. the kittens were up at the front of the cage, and mewed as soon as they saw anybody, and they looked heartbroken when you walked away. i was in tears by the end of it. i wanted at least to make every single one of them a little home, all of their own, while they waited for someone who could take them, instead of those cold, hard cages with the little towels. i know they do an amazing job at the society, it's just there's only so much you can really do with that number of animals.

while i was waiting in the lobby with TGP a couple dropped off their grown cat, and another woman came in with three kittens that had been abandoned in her neighborhood. she said she'd posted "Lost" signs but no one had called yet.

they were so tiny. how can you abandon a kitten?

MYS got a 2 month old cat. he's absolutely beautiful, so brave, and affectionate. he is black all over except for under his chin, his belly, his front paws and hind legs, where he is white. he has long fur and the tiniest little ears and paws. his eyes are amber. he is the most roly-poly adventurous calm snuggly kitten you've met. TGP hates him but soon he will be reconciled. soon meant in all relative dog and cat time, of course. it will take a while.

i'm glad at least this one little guy has a good home. i'm going to figure out a way to help the rest. once i get a good plan together i will email some of you to see if you can help.

Labels: adoption, animals