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Neat Nature Facts

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Neat Nature Facts

One week

Today makes one week since Misty’s gone missing. It’s surreal to think it’s been that long already. A quiet sadness has taken over us and we’re losing hope by the day. I want to believe she’ll come home. I really do but bad thoughts pop in my head. It doesn’t help that we live off a busy road and see roadkill all over the place. I want to believe if she doesn’t come home to us, that she’s keeping some nice old lady company. Maybe her love was so great that she just had to share it with others. Still, we miss her and are selfish and want that love exclusively for us. I never knew losing a pet would hurt so profoundly. Then again we’re not grieving a missing pet, we’re grieving a missing family member. 

Missing cat

Due to my carelessness my cat Misty is missing. I went outside to smoke on Tuesday night and went to bed without first making sure she was in the house. It’s now Thursday morning and who knows where she can be. I printed off some missing cat flyers to put up around town and I’m currently waiting on animal control to open. I feel like absolute shit. I’m sitting in the park crying into my coffee missing this darned kitty. I cant believe I was so irresponsible. My girl is besides herself and says shes not angry with me but that’s just cause we’re focused on search mode. What if misty never comes back? What if some other family has already taken her into their home. She’s such a friendly, feisty cat. Part of me thinks she’ll be ok out there but then again she is asthmatic and who knows when she last ate. How stupid were we as owners to not put her collar on her. I look at that damn collar and curse myself. We knew she loved to be outside so why didn’t we keep her collar on her? Laziness, complacency? None of that matters now. Misty is not here and she may never come back. Please come home baby girl. Please.

Lonely Unemployment

Unemployment is lonely. The few friends I have are at work and I’m going crazy with boredom. I’m over the Internet, tv, music, all of it. I need some serious cerebral stimulation in my life. Today’s Friday and im hanging out with some peeps in a few hours but just for a little bit. I really miss the socialization that work affords. So funny for me to say that because for the most part I’m introverted and prefer the company of no people but even I need to have my social batteries replenished every once in a while. 

I love Mr. Rogers

Fred Rogers helped shape me into who I am today. That may sound silly but for a while Mr. Rogers was the only ‘friend’ I had when I first moved to this country. He helped me learn English, compassion and kindness. I loved his soft, soothing personality. It’s ironic that the episode I best remember is the one where Mr. Rogers gets visibly upset, so out of character for him. He tries to make a rainbow with a spray bottle and flashlight. It doesn’t work. He uses his frustration to angrily draw something…Can’t remember what. Ultimately Mr. Rogers gets his rainbow when Mr. McFeely shows up with a prism. The prism was a magic stone, I remember thinking. How else could it make such a beautiful thing as a rainbow?! Good thing I got some science learnin’ later in life to answer that question. RIP Mr. Rogers 

Love,

A Fan for Life