SolaresLarrave
My M5s need red dots!
These last 48 hours have been very weird.
There's a baby in my house. And she'll stay.
Nope, it's not a camera... it's a very living thing. And my wife and I were thrilled when we saw she's eating well and, well... using the toilet.
She's probably three-weeks old... Found yesterday morning in a backyard by a colleague who took her to the office with hopes someone would adopt her. I saw her, and lost all sense. In fact, these are public apologies to Dave Murphy, whose film I wanted to buy. I was going to send him payment for it yesterday morning but after I decided to pick this little rascal and take her with, the world suddenly stopped and anything that didn't have to do with the wellbeing of this silly animal mattered very little (I contacted David this morning... fortunately he had another buyer in line).
Yesterday, at 2:40 PM, some vet assistants looked at her (we're making an appointment, of course, next week) and sold us some milk and a bottle. It's a very weird thing to find myself feeding this small animal and feeling so satisfied of having stolen a victim from Old Man Winter.
BTW, we finally agreed on an operatic name for her: she'll be a very resilient lady cat, and will go by the name of Mimí, like the heroine of "La Bohème", Puccini's opera.
Pics will follow. I'm kinda happy she's here... 🙂
Thanks for bearing with my news! 😉
There's a baby in my house. And she'll stay.
Nope, it's not a camera... it's a very living thing. And my wife and I were thrilled when we saw she's eating well and, well... using the toilet.
She's probably three-weeks old... Found yesterday morning in a backyard by a colleague who took her to the office with hopes someone would adopt her. I saw her, and lost all sense. In fact, these are public apologies to Dave Murphy, whose film I wanted to buy. I was going to send him payment for it yesterday morning but after I decided to pick this little rascal and take her with, the world suddenly stopped and anything that didn't have to do with the wellbeing of this silly animal mattered very little (I contacted David this morning... fortunately he had another buyer in line).
Yesterday, at 2:40 PM, some vet assistants looked at her (we're making an appointment, of course, next week) and sold us some milk and a bottle. It's a very weird thing to find myself feeding this small animal and feeling so satisfied of having stolen a victim from Old Man Winter.
BTW, we finally agreed on an operatic name for her: she'll be a very resilient lady cat, and will go by the name of Mimí, like the heroine of "La Bohème", Puccini's opera.
Pics will follow. I'm kinda happy she's here... 🙂
Thanks for bearing with my news! 😉