The Paperback Edition…
My head hurt so much! I carefully rolled over again, making the first move in the sitting up process.
A rough, wet tongue licked my chin…twice…I focused my half-opened eyes on two golden ones staring at me…
Stella, my mostly black tabby cat was up as well…up and sitting so close to my face that I could smell her fishy little breath.
Apparently someone had already had breakfast this morning.
Stella was a little over a year old. After mom had died and before Abby had moved in, the house felt really empty. So…I took the advice of my well-meaning friends and went to the animal shelter to get a rescue dog…no $1,500 A. K. C. pedigreed pup for me.
I had great plans for that dog and me. We would take brisk walks every morning. I would eat a healthy breakfast…no more McDonald’s breakfast bombs scarfed down on my way to work. I had a plan.
“Fido” (my as yet unnamed dog) and I would run miles together. Maybe I would even train to become a marathoner…I liked to run…
…Well…I used to like to run when I was a kid. I had BIG plans for that dog. It would become my best furry friend!
So last year on the Saturday before Valentine’s Day, I went to the Minneapolis Animal Humane Society.
It was a very busy place. A lot of parents were having second thoughts about their decision to buy their kids a pet for Christmas.
I guess sometimes…when two people work…it’s hard to raise a loving and well-behaved pet and keep it from destroying the gorgeous house that only two incomes could afford.
The end result for them was a trip to the Humane Society. Their loss…my gain..
So. It was busy and I had to wait. The incoming/receiving area was packed, so the adoption people were helping them out. I was okay with that.
I found a chair and began day dreaming of Spring and me and my furry friend walking around Lake Nokomis together…watching the morning mist rise up off the lake…
No matter how I begged, I could never persuade either Abby or Hannah to walk with me on a regular basis. I hated walking alone. Someone was always trying to talk to me.