Saturday, January 13, 2007
  Welcome back, Oreo
Thursday night when I went to see Oreo, she broke my heart. She was happy to get up on my lap, but was so so so angry, at me, at the other cats.. She even scratched me. Thankfully I was wearing my face mask or she would've gotten me there. Getting her back in the cage was a challenge.

It was obvious there would be no way she'd get adopted being grumpy and scratching.

Plus, she's getting fat. Can you imagine living all but a couple of hours a week in a little cage?

Chris said, why don't you bring her to my place? I can't let her inside here, which is a problem. And I could never bring my cats here if she were here because they're scared of her. Also, George gets to live outside most of the time and I don't want Oreo to attack her.

But Oreo was weighing on my mind a lot, so today after class I went to PetsMart and got her. She's in the big garage now, where she has lots of hiding spots. I took her outside on the harness. She hates the dogs so I took her down to the dock, where the dogs can't go. She seemed happy. After a week or two, after she figures out that her food is here, I'm hoping I can let her outside. I'm hoping to get her used to the dogs. I'm hoping to make sure she won't eat George. (So far, she seems really curious about him but also scared, so I think that's a good sign - she doesn't see him as lunch!)

Bless Chris, right? Such a good boy.

I'll keep looking for a home for her, someone who maybe has a yard and wouldn't mind a cat that likes her freedom and also loves your lap.

The dogs are terribly interested in her. Ahh, the dogs. Last night, Chris worked late so I let Sebastian in to keep me company. The other two, well.. you have to babysit them to make sure they don't eat a couch cushion or knock over the Christmas tree (yes, it's still up). Sebastian is real chill; he just sits with me on the couch and sighs happily.

The other two dogs last night, though, were laying on a chair and staring at me and Sebastian in our cozy couch bliss. I eventually felt guilty enough that I brought them out some treats and realized that the both of them had TEARS RUNNING DOWN THEIR FACES. Dogs cry, apparently. At that point, I broke and let them all in and it was a nightmare. Then Chris called to say he was on his way home so I had to usher them all outside - quickly! Hehehe.

First day of Speech today. Not so bad. And no more meetings until February. :)
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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!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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Making a difference

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!"

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