Monday, July 09, 2007
Next rock, at last
Last time I posted, I mentioned that we were on the Coincidence Highway all through our trip. I only say that because it's true.
It started during breakfast at the motel. Another guest struck up a conversation with us (we're very talk to-able, I guess) and among the things we found out is that he recently brought home a kitten to a two elderly cats household (OMG-like us!!) and he was born in Hastings, Nebraska (hey Carol K!) where he still lives across the street from the hospital. Specifically the hospital's heli-pad, which he is not a fan of. But I digress.
We drove over to my daughter's house, where Mike had spent the night having quality time with Zach's Playstation. The night before, while negotiations ensued as to which and how many kittehs we would be departing with, I had jokingly suggested we abscond with Paws, a young year old tom who was very busy showing us he had enough catboy love for the whole world. To my surprise, my daughter was EXTREMELY willing for us to take him. Paws has been making a nuisance of himself there, as whole young toms will, picking fights with the other cats. So he was relegated to the cat carrier we'd brought along, and a plain cardboard box was found for Tiny/Sandy, Mike's new baby.
The homeward half of our trip was happening on July 4th, which is usually a busy holiday, which means we hadn't had much hope of running across any yard sales. And yet, as we headed for the highway, we saw a sign for one! It took us a few turns and vectors to find the right street, since we aren't from around there. But when we finally spotted it and pulled up, we knew it was meant to be, because there in the yard was...an office chair.
Mike has been bugging us to find him an office chair for months now, and there has been nary at one at any of the yard sales in Lamar. But here one was, and right after we had promised him a replacement prize for kindly giving up the book he won in the door prize drawing at the concert the day before!
Then when we got out, I was greeted happily by Jim Bowen, who I knew from various Dem events, as well as his run for state Senate in 2006. It's not a small world, it's a TEENY TEENY TINY ONE!
I haven't made time to take any GOOD new cat pics yet, but here are a couple of okay ones.
Sandy (named after Sandy the Squirrel on Spongebob), in the "cave" by my computer.
Paws in elegant profile.
It started during breakfast at the motel. Another guest struck up a conversation with us (we're very talk to-able, I guess) and among the things we found out is that he recently brought home a kitten to a two elderly cats household (OMG-like us!!) and he was born in Hastings, Nebraska (hey Carol K!) where he still lives across the street from the hospital. Specifically the hospital's heli-pad, which he is not a fan of. But I digress.
We drove over to my daughter's house, where Mike had spent the night having quality time with Zach's Playstation. The night before, while negotiations ensued as to which and how many kittehs we would be departing with, I had jokingly suggested we abscond with Paws, a young year old tom who was very busy showing us he had enough catboy love for the whole world. To my surprise, my daughter was EXTREMELY willing for us to take him. Paws has been making a nuisance of himself there, as whole young toms will, picking fights with the other cats. So he was relegated to the cat carrier we'd brought along, and a plain cardboard box was found for Tiny/Sandy, Mike's new baby.
The homeward half of our trip was happening on July 4th, which is usually a busy holiday, which means we hadn't had much hope of running across any yard sales. And yet, as we headed for the highway, we saw a sign for one! It took us a few turns and vectors to find the right street, since we aren't from around there. But when we finally spotted it and pulled up, we knew it was meant to be, because there in the yard was...an office chair.
Mike has been bugging us to find him an office chair for months now, and there has been nary at one at any of the yard sales in Lamar. But here one was, and right after we had promised him a replacement prize for kindly giving up the book he won in the door prize drawing at the concert the day before!
Then when we got out, I was greeted happily by Jim Bowen, who I knew from various Dem events, as well as his run for state Senate in 2006. It's not a small world, it's a TEENY TEENY TINY ONE!
I haven't made time to take any GOOD new cat pics yet, but here are a couple of okay ones.
Sandy (named after Sandy the Squirrel on Spongebob), in the "cave" by my computer.
Paws in elegant profile.
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