Friday, March 23, 2007
  guess who's tired

and who can't sleep...

tonight was the cats. i had some great, great news there. this nice kitty named marty has been there since i've started volunteering. he disappears every now and then, but that's to de-stress at the shelter after being at petsmart.

sometimes i understand why certain cats haven't been adopted. for example, freckles the really fat tortoiseshell who did nothing at all except lay in her bed - i literally would move her in the bed from her cage to the floor to another cage and she'd just lay there - except she always wanted you to pet her and when you stopped you'd have to do it ninjalike or she'd scratch you in protest.. yeah, she's no longer at petsmart, but i'm 99% sure that means she's sleeping in her bed on the petsmart cat lady's bookshelf or something, 'cause no one is going to adopt that cat! so anyway, sometimes i understand.

other times, as with marty, i don't. he's a nice little cat. playful, sweet, nice... an all-around good cat. doesn't beg for attention, but when you give it to him, he appreciates it. he's been a homeless cat since he was a kitten, and just didn't deserve it.

but tonight..! a little girl came in with her mom and right away set her sights on marty. even despite the stiff competition, such as a super-soft tiny girl calico, and a cat much like oreo but without all the attitude - the cat literally HUGGED me the first time i opened the door. they ended up looking at the other cats, but the little girl kept coming back to marty. yayayayayay!

i have to stop doing the cats next semester. there is just no way i can keep it up then, taking even more classes. but man, i'll miss it.

when i came out afterwards, my car was dead. ha ha ha. it would seem that my brakelights decided to stay on after i shut off my car.

i stopped off at my house, and made sure the lights turned off when i turned off the car. i went inside and had a massive guilt attack about my kitties and being such an awful mama to them. but i had to go back to chris's tonight in case my car is dead again in the morning, so i can take his spare car. so three minutes after i turned off my car, i went to start it back up and.... it was dead again. ha ha ha!

i'm so tired - i was barely awake when dealing with my car two hours ago - but am all jumpy and can't sleep.

maybe i'll read some more and it'll help me to fall asleep. this book is really good. it's gotten me to thinking a lot, too - these women who have stayed working are all so dedicated to their jobs. that's such a foreign concept to me. i assumed at first it's 'cause it's just not on my nature... then i realized i have never had a job that really challenged me, that allowed me to really use my mind and talents on a daily basis. so we'll see if that changes someday...

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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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