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One of my regulars stopped by my work station yesterday and shared some news which made me feel great. He's the one who told me a week ago he is lactose intolerant (I blogged about this on the 5th). Yesterday he told me he absolutely loved the cheese he bought with my help, and it was the first cheese he'd eaten in twenty-five years. I cannot imagine not being able to eat cheese, and it made me so happy to think I helped him that way! We're surrounded by such a glut of information, and as someone observed to me one day, bad news travels fast, but getting good information can be difficult.
I'm happy.
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I wondered aloud to a friend at work the other day if, in adopting Zoey, I'm being self-indulgent. Joanne protested, saying I'm giving an animal a home, for Pete's sake. It has also occurred to us (Ray figured it out; sometimes I think we have one whole brain between us), that it has been almost exactly five years since Bozo died. He was my dear friend, a medium-haired mostly white with red patches and the sweetest guy. When he saw me, even across the room, he'd start purring and you could hear it ten feet away. He was the last cat we got as a kitten, and he started out tiny, with this little stringy rat-tail and huge ears. As an adult, he was a big boy. I still miss him. I will enjoy having Zoey around.
I'm happy.
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I wondered aloud to a friend at work the other day if, in adopting Zoey, I'm being self-indulgent. Joanne protested, saying I'm giving an animal a home, for Pete's sake. It has also occurred to us (Ray figured it out; sometimes I think we have one whole brain between us), that it has been almost exactly five years since Bozo died. He was my dear friend, a medium-haired mostly white with red patches and the sweetest guy. When he saw me, even across the room, he'd start purring and you could hear it ten feet away. He was the last cat we got as a kitten, and he started out tiny, with this little stringy rat-tail and huge ears. As an adult, he was a big boy. I still miss him. I will enjoy having Zoey around.