First of all, so many heartfelt thanks for all your caring loving words and messages. The final opinion, when I looked at the typed discharge form, was “ Muscular-skeletal” , so maybe a strain of some kind. No more moving furniture for some time!!! A warning to all who might be in the “senior-age” category, take life slowly, savour every day that is good, and be so thankful for friends and family who love, and care so much.
Mother’s Day, a quiet day at home, a beautiful pot of scented hyacinth from Joyce, as she said “ You are the Mum in this home”. A gift to be enjoyed for many years, as they will bloom again and again.
Dinner was finished, I was updating some paper work, and heard this tiny “MEOW”, thinking it was on TV, ignored it. There it was again. I turned on the outdoor light, and right on the step, the tiniest ginger kitten, walking round in circles, tail wagging. Picked him up, showed Hugh, and went to take him into Joyce.
“Close your eyes”, she did, I placed him in her hands. “Oh MY, where did he come from?” He is a mystery, no other cats round, no other little kittens, no lost ones reported locally on Monday a.m. He is feisty, hungry, and the ultimate in purring.
So affectionate, and maybe 6 weeks old!!! What do we do, Hugh would like to keep him, Joyce too, I would, but am practical, maybe a little sad,( amended to hugely so) but we already have Felicity ( who growled and spat at the sight of him) and Ginger Boy, and the local Vet Clinic think they have a home for him. After 2 days, how much of your heart can this wee fellow take over??
Quotation of the day from Leonardo da Vinci
“The smallest feline is a masterpiece”
Greetings from Jean