Wait for the right time.
Wait for the call.
Wait for results.
Wait for offers.
Wait for the future.
Wait for light.
Wait Wait Wait.
I am lost in all my waiting.
Rigby Buttons went to the vet on Monday. He needed his ear
s cleaned out. We mentioned how his little leg look like it hurts him still and asked him to look at his broken joint.Well the vet saw something he didn't expect. (of course. Buttons always does that.) His joint is fine, he has full range of movement but his stance and gate is not normal. So they took some blood and are running some tests.
When I think about how worried I am about this little cat I wonder how crazy I must seem. He is a kitty. But I love him desperately. And Abbey too. But it is strange to me that 80% of my friends are having children or trying to have children and I am perfectly content with the little family I have.
I must be strange.
1 comment:
A wise one--I forget who--said, "Life is what happens when you're waiting for something to happen."
Nothing wrong with loving a furry; they love you back.
Normal is over-rated; strange is interesting and sometimes more fun. K Cummings Pipes
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