Tired. Had forgotten how a firefighting Monday could be like but after last week and to-day (128 calls I took, to-day) it looks set to becoming a routine. Oh well.
So I took myself off to the Carnival of the Cats. Where I came across an account of Mr Face, a cat that got hit in the face by a car and lived to tell the tale. What a trooper! Go here to see pictures of his recovery in chronological order. My problems are as nothing compared to this fiesty cat with the determination to live, and his owners who gave him a reason to.
Fuzzy therapy. Happy me!
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3 comments:
wow--what a story. thanks for pointing it out.
i normally contribute to the carnival of cats...had not done so in about 3 weeks. neat story!
Matt and Tinker, I loved the story. It was just the up-lift I needed on a horrible day :)
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