I guess the key verb is "obsessing". I hate that I can't emotionally forget about it for a day.
I'm doing a rescue tomorrow (for another rescue organization) for two VERY cute brothers:
Note that I only published ONE brother's picture. The reason? They look exactly the same! These guys are adorable. The rescue that is taking them won't be disappointed. They are friendly and really sweet! They came into the shelter already neutered and declawed.
I've received a couple of emails from foster parents who have had their foster cats adopted and are ready for another. (Can I say, "Yahoo!"?) So Saturday, I'm doing another rescue!
I don't usually rescue on the weekends, but David has some geeky Canadian Bridge Championship all weekend and into next week, so I'm basically a single girl for 4 or 5 days. I'm not complaining - although, I'm going to miss him, I've mentally thought about ALL the food David won't eat and am planning on going to those restaurants. Tonight? SUSHI!
But I digress...
Most people would find it really weird that I'm sitting here chomping at the bit to run to the shelter to grab cats so they don't have to spend another night there. I keep sending ridiculous mental vibes to them: "I'm coming tomorrow!" "I'll be there soon!" "Don't worry!"
No doubt Saturday's rescue will turn out to be tomorrow's rescue too. I won't be able to leave them there, and whomever I get can just hang out in the Land of Dirty Underwear. I'm taking the kid for Sushi tonight, so he owes me.
Tonight I'm thinking about the faces....Oh, those sweet little faces.
"I'll be there tomorrow. I promise."