I meant to write more of a proper entry today but I wasn’t feeling up to snuff. I did want to check in, so to speak, and let y’all know that I will be continuing this blog after all. Thanks for all of your comments and thoughtful input!
Today is the first day of my stay-at-home vacation. It didn’t have the best start, though, as 9am this morning found me at the vet’s with one of my dearest friends, sitting by his side as he made the incredibly difficult decision to euthanize his beloved kitty, Eisenhower. It brought me back to exactly three years ago when, on an eerily similar warm Saturday May morning, Barrett and I said goodbye to Enrique. Afterwards, I was incredibly tired and tried to take a nap in the early afternoon. I think I dozed for a little while after an hour of reading a book in dim light, but haven’t yet shaken off this strange exhaustion. Instead of getting outside to start weeding the garden beds, I instead lazed on the couch with Barrett and watched a documentary, while the sun shone its 80 degrees on Seattle for the first time in many a moon. I suppose I should feel guilty for “wasting” a warm day indoors but I don’t. I’ll get out there tomorrow.
A toast to all good kitties. *clink*