This is not-Barney.
Photo by Howcheng.
This is Barney.
This looks like a lovely day in the Ozarks spring.
Last year I met a couple with whom I fell in love. Their first-born baby was born eight weeks ago. Today, on the anniversary of their wedding, the husband is who knows where, and the wife and new baby have left town and they have moved in with her mother in a neighboring state.
Barbed wire in the quince.
Bugs wonders why.
I am desolated with loss and vexation. I try not to imagine the stress and difficulty of what the future holds, for this unraveling knot of people I care so much about. It’s a sad, sad thing.
These friends adopted a stray cat. They named her Heather. Here is Heather:
As you can see, she is the most adorable, sweet-natured lady you can imagine. Yesterday, at the very last possible moment, we squeaked Heather in to the Pets In Crisis program at the Fayetteville Animal Shelter. The Shelter will hold her for ten days, free of charge, while we see whether she is chipped and in what state of health she is. She is currently in quarantine. I plan on visiting her tomorrow.