The first group of my favorite animals are my past pets.
Puffers
Puffers lived with me for over 12 years. She was given to me when a friend could no longer care for her. She would come and meet at the door when I came home from work. She also loved to lay on me when I went to sleep. On my back. On my leg. Fortunately, she knew not to lay on my head but everywhere else was fair game.
Taffy
I got Taffy from the Humane Society. My favorite thing that I remember about her was when she spooned herself beside me under the covers at night.
The second group that is my favorite animals are horses. I grew up around race horses. My parents raised, trained and raced them.
I also love to photograph animals that I see in nature.
I am reading two books right now. One is Daily Laws by Robert Greene. As you know, I am collecting quotes from it. I ended up giving up on this book. While some of it is about learning new skills, other parts focuses on manipulating others in order to get power, promotions and pay raises.
The second is Amsco Advanced Placement United States History,Third Edition. I have always believed tha my public education missed some important parts of history. I knew that France helped in the US revolutionary war. But, I was surprised to read that they were “giving both money and supplies” secretly since 1775. Then, it openly allied with us in 1778. A year later, Spain and Holland joined the war on our side. I had never read anything like that. The book stated that Britain was disliked as a powerful empire nation. So, other nations joined us in our revolution.
The next surprise was the idea that the north occupied the south after the civil war. I knew of the reconstruction but not an occupation. Then, I read about segregation of blacks. Women got the right to vote in 1920 but blacks remained segregated. They could vote if they could pass the state “literacy test.” I saw a video of a lady taking one and was shocked by the confusing questions. They were made to be failed.
What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?
WordPress shared this post idea with me. So, here is my response.
The first thing that brings me joy is my plants.
Petunia growing in a pot on my windowsill.
The second thing that brings me joy is my rock painting.
My painted rocks
The third thing that brings me joy is books and information. I am currently reading my way through a US history book.
The fourth thing that gives me joy is my family and friends. My dad and I talk twice a week on the phone. My sister and mom text or message me regularly. I talk with my friends too.
The fifth thing that gives my joy is God and my hope for the future. I can’t know the future but I know that God knows it and loves me. I know that He will be there with me. My family and friends will be there too.
Earlier this week, my cat died. In mid January, I noticed my cat was sneezing like crazy and took her to the vet. They showed me a swollen left cheek. I couldn’t figure out how I never noticed. They gave me an antibiotic. I proved my incompetence by dropping the bottle and spilling some of it. I had to go get more at the vet. Then, I was confused how long to administer it. Usually, I must use antibiotics until you run out. I stopped using it on 11 or 12. I felt guilty for forcing her to drink the the medication. I allowed that guilt to stop treating her. I started trying to make a follow up appointment after work.
In February, I started seeing red marks on my bed sheets. I tried to clean her face and discovered that she was bleeding on her face. I called my vet and got the emergency vet number. I took her to the vet while it was snowing. They told me that she had a serious dental problem and to schedule an appointment with my vet. I called the next morning at work and did that. My vet told me how much wait she had lost. She had always been skinny but now I could feel every part of her spine and ribs.
One of the vest at my clinic was out due to surgery. So, I had to make an appointment a little more than a week out. I was now administering antibiotic and a pain reliever.
Last weekend, I watched my cat get weaker and weaker. I sat with her laying on me for hours I discovered some new ridges on her skull and a tendon on the back of her neck. I told her that I will miss her if she leaves me.
Puffers died on Monday (February 27). Now, I am catless. I am working on decluttering and getting rid of some of the fur all over my apartment. I keep wanting to say,” Puffers, your human is home” when I return from work. I keep thinking that I need to feed her in the mornings and evenings.
I pray that there is a pet heaven like in the rainbow bridge poem.
