I made it home in good time tonight. Flew along the 401 at an average of 135 km/hr which is impossible during rush hour. I'm really enjoying going to work and coming home at odd hours.
The best part about it is that I hardly even notice that I am missing out on anything. I mean I work when it gets dark outside, and I'm still home by 11:00pm. I get to sleep later in the morning, get up and have a leisurely coffee, decide if I feel like depressing myself by reading the newspaper or not and just saunter around getting myself ready for work.
It's such a change from my old routine.
- Alarm shouts out favourite radio station at 5:30am
- Make it part of great dream and continue sleeping to the radio
- Pry open eyes at intervals of 10 to 15 minutes and tell myself that I still have time
- Force self out of bed at 6:20am, stumble into shower
- walk back into bedroom and frantically dry hair, find clothes, iron clothes get dressed and walk out of door no later than 7:00am.
- exit parking garage of building by 7:10am after waiting for elevator and then drive frantically to work dodging assholes from all sides
- arrive at work, usually on time but occasionally 5 to 10 min late, exasperated, flushed and tired.
Which would you prefer?
Molly is not getting around too well with her leg attached to that stick. It looks so inhumane, her not being able to bend it and all. I hope she gets the hang of it soon. It's heartbreaking to see her flopping around as she tries to navigate somewhere. I know there are lots of people that do not have pets, do not like animals and do not understand it when someone treats them like their children, but I cannot understand a life without them.
My pets are starting to age and I have told myself that I am not going to get another cat or dog when they pass on. I most likely will though. I've never been petless. From my earliest memories there was a pet of some sort living in our house. The first that I remember were our four turtles. Ranging in size from tiny to big, we aptly named them Eenie, Meenie, Miney and Moe.
We've also had a budgie bird, many aquariums, a salamander, guinea pig, and the usual dogs and cats. I think that having a pet as a child teaches you responsibility, compassion and how to nurture. My sister currently has an aquarium, pond in her backyard and 5 rescued cats. I have two rescued cats and a rescued dog. I gave up my aquarium several years ago when my African Cichlids insisted on eating one another while I tried to eat my breakfast. My queasy stomach couldn't handle it.
What kind of person are you? Animal lover or Animal hater?
2 comments:
Sissy, we animal lovers must stick together. God knows the 4-legged kind are more loyal that some of the 2-legged ones we've put up with.
Still plugging along with 3 cats (2 of which are officially geriatric - Tami is now 8 and Wishy is 18), 4 fish tanks in the house and the goldfish pond outside. Jack, only 2 of our 12 pond fish are koi and they eat us out of house and home. How do you keep up with 40? ? ?
Skritchies for Molly. Pooh kitty.
Pierette
Well Jack, I knew we were kindred spirits! I thought I read somewhere on your profile, which seems to have disappeared, that you are a Cancerian as well. Is that correct?
Pierette, I already knew you were a zookeeper. hehehehe, that's part of what makes us cyber sisters. I'm going to see how much trouble it is for the vet to change her splint, but there was mention of a sedative. She is not the easiest kitty to do anything with.
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