Today was the coolest August day I can remember in my whole life which is pretty vast. I spent the day on my back porch with my doors open and AC OFF. My depression melted into the crisp summer sun – yes, crisp and summer have never gone together in my Mississippi. Today it did.
That, and Ugg, made this day spectacular. A small kitten was sitting on my side stoop when I went out to pick up the paper this morning. She streaked away like lightening. Two hours later (when I was dressed and got made up) she had ventured up on the porch. I guess I looked like an acceptable parent with makeup.
She was small and thin and had only one eye which suggested her mother may have abandoned her because she wasn’t perfect. I love imperfect. I became her new mother.
I know I can catch all kinds of diseases and Lucky Dawg cost me almost $500 to get her heart worms treated. But this little waif would not allow herself to be ignored. Before the afternoon ended she was in my lap and I named her Ugg – not because she was ugly but because my most comfortable shoes bear that name.
Now, how do I introduce her to Lucky Dawg and Rebel?