I have always been delighted at the prospect of a
new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit
of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning...
Sniff woke up. Got brushed. Had playtime and ate his soft foodies.
That is always enough to send him back for some more rest time.
He's now sound asleep in another of his many favorite spots.
Last night we had our nocturnal visitor, the racoon. I usually
bring in the bird feeders at night, but last night I was a bit later
than usual in doing so. As I looked out the window I see the racoon
eating away. I kinda felt sorry for him so I let him eat a little,
took a few pictures then went out. He looks very skinny.
It seems like everyday my wildlife "friends" keep growing.
This racoon is NOT my friend, but I did feel sorry for him.
Back to work in a little. The day sure goes by fast when
one is busy. Definitely something Arvid and I are happy
about. Good morning all and a good day to you.
Staying busy is good, but at the same time there are so many
ways to stay busy, and I wonder if this is the way we want to go.
Nope. I'd rather be busy doing something else, but for now, another
busy day awaits us. Good morning and a good day to all.
Back in Norway, little Loffen is home with his mom and dad.
In a box, and just seeing that box is a heartache that does not go away.
I know everyone says, "it's better this way. He is not hurting anymore."
The day he died, all of that worry was lifted but the weight moved to my/
our hearts. Unless you have lost your furry baby, never ever say to someone
who is going through this, "it's just a cat." For us THAT cat was our world.
The new day brings new hope. The lives we’ve led, the
lives we’ve yet to lead. A new day, new ideas, a new you...