Good point, well made.
j
ETA testing booked. Funny world
Today is our cat “Vienna”'s 15th birthday (there’s a photo of her in the pet photo thread). After feeding her a can of Trader Joe’s turkey cat food, we gave her some new catnip mousies, her favorite toys. We sat there, watching her play with them, with big grins on our faces.
Vienna is indeed the Best Cat Ever. She didn’t always deserve that title, but gradually grew into it.
I left a care package hanging on a neighbor’s door. Fear of covid, age, and poverty have turned her into a sad recluse but I can check with her by text. I went to my co-op today and they had just made a batch of the most delicious chicken salad so I picked up two servings and two cookies and it made my day to be able to make her day brighter.
Happy birthday, Vienna!
(Can’t find her picture. Post a link when you can.)
That was an beautiful kindness.
I remember seeing this last year, so when it popped up on my phone this morning, I needed to share. Not only did I smile to beat the band, I chuckled like a lunatic for quite a while.
I’m STILL chuckling!
Kid’s getting good! He’ll probably be big enough for a new bike soon.
Paying it forward. Last year, when I was jobless, a different neighbor bought me a bag of needed groceries.
That made me smile. This is the kind of racing I follow, only with cars and motorcycles. It’s call road racing and can be quite challenging.
Yesterday, really, but:
One of my best farmers’ market garlic customers was missing all of 2020 and also this year. I was short on garlic braids in 2020, and knew she always wanted at least one, so I tried to contact her (I can mail them if necessary), but heard nothing back. I was worried about her, but didn’t know what else I could do.
Yesterday, on the last day of that particular market this season – she showed up! Thanked me for the card, had been unable to travel due to covid. And this year I still had a reasonable-sized braid left for her. So both of us were smiling.
Nice story. Made me smile.
I was having a lousy day at the track today, but what made me smile regardless was the fact that I ran into a couple of old friends. We caught up, and had a great long chat–which distracted me from playing a couple of races, on which I likely would have lost. Big smile!
Babysitting my granddaughter.
You just made me think about a couple of hilarious occasions when babysitting my nieces, so that made me smile.
Taking my walk today along a country road, I saw a patch of vivid royal blue sky through the deep dark green leaves of early autumn, and it was so beautiful it made me smile.
My dog.
She’s a smart girl and understands more than you would think. But when she’s baffled by something I ask her to do, she just sits and offers me her paw like “idk what you want from me, but you always seem to like this move, sooo… can I interest you in a handshake?”
Awww. My Aussie sometimes does that, too. He knows we like him to “high five” (“shake” means something else). My little girl dog will rest her chin on our legs when either she or one of us is feeling blue.
When I moved to the condo I am in three years ago, I discovered the attractive bedroom curtains were full of rot. Being laid off my job while only halfway through renovations left me with bedsheet curtains that I posted below full window height so I could still get some daylight in the room. Fast forward to finally landing a real consultant gig and not a company looking for new blood to work cheap, I decided that the first nice thing I would get once all the bills were paid up to date would be window shades. I have achieved that goal. I didn’t hear the truck or the noise outside my door, but the pleated shades have arrived. I’ve been smiling all evening.
Maybe my favourite maxim is, “If you can’t pay it back, pay it forward”. It’s something l’ve always tried to do. There is so much that I will never be able to pay back. So I smiled at your post.
j
Last night, in bed facing the wall, realizing as my cat jumped up behind me and started purring that I can tell the two cats apart by their purrs.
Also, I got a cheek rub from one of my ferals. It’s not the first time, but it’s rare. And another one who cracks me up every time- he hangs out in a cat tree hidey-hole with kind of fabric-y sides and every time I go out, you can see the sides just go nuts as he scrambles and then bursts out of the hole like the Kool-Aid man to come greet me.
^ Fame and fortune await you if you can train Kitty to holler:
“OH, YEAH!”
