Nothing worth reporting going on 'round these parts.
Well, Wailey the Redfoot is doing much better - no bubbles! I think I may even introduce him to little Bjorn tonight. I know it will be anti-climactic; animals tend to disappoint in seemingly big moments. Like when Mini's two brothers came over for a visit. They were her womb mates! They were together during the first eight weeks of life! Yet they basically ignored each other.
Wailey is still in the house; I didn't hurry about getting his enclosure done when he was sick. Now he's better and I'm kicking myself. Balu said he'd help me Sunday on it, though, so we'll get it taken care of this weekend. In the meantime, I always have a fun game of Find the Tortoise to play. This morning he was in a canvas laundry sack. Somehow.
As for the cats, and the fleas, I've taken to flea-combing Kitten every night when I get home. She's such a freak. She panics as I'm walking her back towards the bathroom, trying to crawl over my shoulder onto my back.. But the second we sit down to start the combing, she starts purrrrring. Stretches her head out for me so I can get really good under her chin. I think I'm turning her into a busha-busha wh$%#, just like Suki. That would make me happy. :)
Okay, cats, tortoise.. I think that about covers my main two subjects.
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"
