Today is Shelli's adoptiversary! Just one year ago today, Joey and I were browsing at PetsMart and we came upon a cage of tortishell kittens...all of them were playing, but only one came over to where we were. I poked my finger through the bars of the cage and she came over and chewed on my finger a little and then stayed by me....and I let out a huge, sad sigh, and Joey said "do you want to get her?" I thought it was waaay too good to be true as I had been praying for a kitty for years, but the timing had never been right because of where we were living. He said, "go ahead and start filling out the paperwork, and I'll go to the ATM to get the adoption fee." And that very day, Shelli was ours. I didn't get to take her home that instant, because we had to go to a wedding, but we were so excited about her that we left the reception early and went back to PetSmart to go ahead and get her. And I can safely say that life has never been the same since.
This past year has been full of little kitty adventures, from learning how clumsy a cat with no tail can be to an eight week bout with an intestinal parasite that bestowed upon her the nickname "PooFoot," to having to live in the upstairs back bedroom at Mom and Dad's because Dad was in the hospital for bypass surgery....we've been through so very much in the past year. And (although I would not want to do the hospital part over again) I wouldn't trade a minute of it for the world. She's blessed us more than I can begin to put into words, and I know that it's only going to get better and better.
Today was a good day; work was relatively uneventful, and I got to have Hawaiian shaved ice with three good friends tonight...we actually ended up closing the place out because we were having such a good time talking. I love times like that. My morninig pages went smoothly this morning, and I felt pretty thoughtful and contemplative all day.
You know, God is pretty awesome.