Well, this has been a tumultuous weekend. And after a hectic week of a lot of hucha ( heavy energy) flying around.. I decided to do a ceremonial clearing fire. It went well, burned hot as hell, no pun intended.. it was what I termed a FU fire, as I wanted to put the weeks aggravations into the flames. Well, that almost bit me in the ass. Falling out w/ a good friend and my cat went AWOL. which added fuel to the week’s distress. NOT the outcome I had been hoping for.
I spent a very quiet day, trying to re-calibrate- to about 9 episodes of Doctor Who ( I do love cable on demand:). Finally, by evening, I was able to kick myself into gear and go do barn chores before bringing horses and goats in for the night At that point, the dust must have settled out.. Izzie showed back up out of the blue.While I was rounding up the goats, which is something like being a goalie in a game of soccer where all the players are on both speed and steroids:). I thought i heard a meow. I called out, but no response- Izzie often “answers” me. But, when i came back to the house, she’s just sprawled out on the kitchen floor and is now near my feet, looking a bit tired but content. I don’t know if I feel better, because the cat is back.. or if the cat is back.. because i am “better.”.. don’t really care.. Izzie is a kind of ward– even if she doesn’t seem to catch the mice, and worse– will often bring some IN, as playmates:) Read more »