Something Normal

I went to bed last night needing a day off from driving out to the shelter. But when there are cats to be rescued and a place for them to go, I usually just suck it up and go. I was somewhat relieved when the plans fell through to do the rescue today. I really needed a day to do some normal things around the house. Unfortunately, "normal" often feels boring after 3 days in a row of rescue. Silly moi.

It's been a year since I had my outdoor cat enclosure built - aka The Cat Den It was really and truly the best money I have ever spent on my cats and has improved my (and their) lives enormously.

I was appalled to find that a chipmunk must've made a hole and came up through the cat den. I can only imagine what that poor little guy must've thought when he saw a bunch of cats and no escape. I found Wilbur standing vigil in front of the hole today:

That poor chipmunk must've poked his head up and said "Holy Sh&t!"

In the spirit of doing something "normal" today, I went to my favourite Home Sense store and bought a new comforter for my bed. Anybody who has cats knows that you can never buy a comforter that you REALLY want. It's always about what shows the least amount of cat hair, etc.

There's a new comforter on the bed (with minimal cat hair and cat barf stains), my nails are done, my legs are shaved and dinner is cooking.

"Normal" isn't looking too bad right now. :)