In reviewing my last few posts, I’m rather appalled by the complaining tone that underscores my writing. Today, time for a change of perspective.
Was school easy or difficult for you? How so?
Grade school was a piece of cake. Ditto the first and second tours at community college. (Advertising Art, aka Graphic Design for one year and a decade later, Developmental Service Worker Program for three.)
The third, the most recent, and so help me, the final round of school was a challenge. Partly because I was not as nimble mentally, partly the “distance learning” delivery method of the content, and partly the sheer volume of the workload. I did fine with the program – Mining Engineering Technician – more than fine, actually, but I never did get to use the learning in the way I had intended.
Which was to get a job in mining. Instead, I retired to a mining town, and I certainly appreciate the fact that I have the vocabulary to join in discussion about hoist rooms and crown pillars and tailings ponds. I don’t regret the experience. This, in spite of the tears and the temper tantrums. I came away from the program with new computer skills – I made my first PowerPoint presentation and my first movie. Plus, let us not forget, drama and conflict make for great blog fodder!
List some of your favorite types of animals.
Theses days? These guys.
The kittens moved in permanently the third week of September. They’ve been to the vet’s for their shots, and are due for round two in a couple of weeks. These are the best traveling cats I have ever known. NOT A PEEP! What a relief! The house looks like a romper room. (Not complaining. Much) Reiner loves the kittens to bits and comes home from the dollar store with all manner of pet toys.
The other good news is that Mr. Black Cat adores the kitties. They play together and groom one another. It such a pleasure to watch them engage that way.
That level of friendship is something that I had hoped would happen between Oscar and Mr. B. The older cats have come a long way from those days when they lay in wait to tear each other’s throats out. Since the move, they share the same perch, sometimes even touching; they play together, and eat peacefully at the same station.
That is, they used to, until Oscar suffered an emotional setback. That’s what I’m calling it for lack of a better diagnosis. You see, we have had many overnight visitors stay with us lately, and Oscar hid under the couch for days at a time, only to come out for intake and output. It’s been two weeks now, since our last house-guest departed, and Oscar is still under the couch.
Before the guests, he was doing fine, and like Black Cat, he played and cuddled with the kittens. If the activity level got too intense for him, he excused himself and took refuge in the family room. But something has changed and it’s troubling to see Oscar in such a state. I wish I knew what was wrong, and I wish I could assure him that he is safe and that the coast is clear.
What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Today, the weather changed to gloomy and damp. But the images below help to keep the mood bright and warm. Enjoy!
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Inspired by Cee’s and this week’s Share Your World
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