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Fun Facts about Van Walton
My favorite smell: The way the earth smells after it rains.
My favorite sound: The first notes of a grand symphony.
My favorite way to relax: Sitting anywhere outside - on my front porch, on my deck, or by the lake, early in the morning with my first cup of coffee.
My favorite birthday dessert: a Peach cobbler baked by my husband. He’s my fave chef!
I will not eat: Avocado. They turn my stomach into a volcano that never erupts.
Technology I couldn't live without and why: My laptop - it takes me anywhere I want to go.
One thing that makes me smile: My sons' faces!
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Monday, August 13, 2012
What is a good neighbor?
While sitting on the bench outside my garage, putting on my
socks and shoes – getting ready for a walk, I heard a stranger calling me.
“Meow. Meow.”
I turned around to see where the voice was coming from and
noticed one of the neighborhood cats, a pretty little gray cat. Almost desperately
she called and called as she climbed the hill in my back yard, approaching me. Then
she walked right up to my legs circling, talking, wagging her tail and telling
me - something I didn’t understand.
I am a dog person so I don’t regularly communicate with
feline friends, even when they are neighbors. But this little girl was
persistent. She would not leave me alone. She wanted something!
My husband and I took off on our walk and the cat followed us
as if we had invited her. She continued to talk. We came to the corner and she
rounded it with us. We headed to the next corner and she hopped in front of us
leading the way. Pretty soon she couldn’t keep up with our gate and we left her
behind. She kept talking, or crying. I am
not sure which and with one last desperate sprint attempted to catch up to us.
Then she gave up.
We forgot about her.
She didn’t forget about us. She was waiting s when we
arrived at our first corner and home she went with us, still talking!
“What does she want?” I asked my husband, not that he is a
regular cat communicator.
“I think she is hungry. I haven’t seen her family home this
week.”
That thought pierced my heart.
“Oh no!”
I found some snacks for her and poured a bit of milk into a
saucer. She lapped it up and just like a dog wagged her tail.
Takes a community to care for all the neighbors amongst us.
humbled me. It gave me great pleasure to help her. I'll do so again - given the chance!
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1 comments:
I LOVE THIS! Hope the neighbors got home to care for their cat!