Talk to the Animals!

Today I'm paying a visit to the animal shelter with my friend and fellow Tiny Writer, Lynn Sinclair.  She's a regular volunteer at the shelter.  I've always wanted to volunteer but found it hard to find the time... and feared I'd come home with like, six cats and two dogs.  (Would that be so bad??)

I mean, I have a lot of love to dish out on critters.  You just wait, if I ever have a big house and some land and extra money (splutter cough choke) I'll be the crazy cat lady.  Crazy cat/dog/chicken/ llama/goat/ elephant/ monkey/ miniature horse/ camel lady.  

Because my beloved departed Nigel was a pound cat, I'm donating the rest of his unused cat food to the shelter.  And I fully intend to go back and bring home a new feline friend... when the time is right.  I hope that time is soon.  My pug has really taken up the slack in the pet department around here, but I miss the cat-presence.  

Oh I can hardly wait to get an armful of kitties.  It's been a particularly craptacular week, but I'm hoping some cat time will help where all the prescriptions in the world fail.  Purr purr.  

Edit:  I picked out a cat!!!!  I filled out an application.  She is a two year old tortoiseshell with grrreat big green eyes who loves to cuddle!  And she's a talker!  They're going to see how she gets along with dogs first... if she doesn't get along with any of the dogs at the shelter, then I will have to pick someone else.

I adore her, but there's a little long haired Tabby, and then two ginger cats came in while we were there...