Once at the vet, he escaped from the trap in the back room, and my vet had a heck of a time finding him and getting him back in. He said he was one of the cleverest cats he's ever seen.
Thanks to Becca.
I drew Baba and her siblings nursing their mom in my bedroom It's one of my favourite drawings.
My Aunt with kittens when she came to visit. Baba on the far left.
Baba and siblings in my bedroom when they were wee
|nativity icon from Cappodocia|
|"the “ultimate poverty” of God, which always acts as love and which surprised the wise men and the entire world."|
|He thinks I’ll be all right|
|With doctoring. But it’s not medicine—|
|Lowe is the only doctor’s dared to say so—|
|It’s rest I want—there, I have said it out—|
|From cooking meals for hungry hired men|
|And washing dishes after them—from doing|
|Things over and over that just won’t stay done.|
|(from A Servant to Servants, by Robert Frost)|
|By good rights I ought not to have so much|
|Put on me, but there seems no other way.|
|Len says one steady pull more ought to do it.|
|He says the best way out is always through.|
|And I agree to that, or in so far|
|As that I can see no way out but through—|
|Leastways for me—and then they’ll be convinced.|