Saving one animal will not change the world but it will change the world for that animal
I came home Monday evening and was home a bit and remembered an errand I had to run. Ran errand, came home and started the evening clean boxes and feed tigers routine. I get the boxes cleaned, the canned food kittehs fed and am starting to feed the dry food kittehs and notice I don’t see Sita in her normal spot in the kitchen, usually right behind me so I fall rather than stepping on her. I do a search of the house’s hidey holes and no Sita. Did she get out? How? Nagi’s window is closed tight. Did she slip by me when I came back home and I didn’t see her? I go outside and start calling. Walk around the block calling. Come back home and no Sita waiting. I go back inside and go through the house again, much to the chagrin of the canned food kittehs in the bedroom. No Sita. I feed the dry food kittehs and go back outside and do another lap around the block, calling her name all the while. I come back, no Sita waiting. I go in and Sita is eating from Nagi’s bowl. She’s found a hidey hole I don’t know about. Took me so off center I just kinda stumbled around in a fog the rest of the evening.
That was the only exciting thing happening at Chez Tigre this week. I have to fess up to spending a lot of time, and I mean a lot of time, watching the hummingbird nest in Irvine, CA. Phoebe and her chicks Joplin and Heather. Talk about addicting!! Fifteen hours staring at the monitor yesterday when Joplin fledged and waiting for Heather to fledge. Sunrise in CA is about 8:10am FL time and guess where I was this morning. Heather still hasn’t fledged and Joplin has returned to the nest 20 times since fledging, a highly unusual behaviour.
Another thrilling Maru episode.
Some happy goggies and tigers in Joplin, MO
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