In early fall 2013, I was on FMLA leave from a miserable job – gladly taking unpaid leave to care for Heidi, my companion of one third of a century.
She was
having a hip revision and would be recovering for up to two weeks in a great
hospital’s rehab ward after her daylong, brutal procedure.
I would
sleep at our house and I would run home to do chores and all – allowing Heidi to
rest and get crucial physical therapy.
One day, I
was taking a medical device out of a ton of shipping cardboard.
A cat jumped
on it and sprawled out.
She had been
darting around on and under the wheelchair ramp that leads to our century old
house.
We called
her the mottled kitty.
Now, in the
sun, I could see a beautiful Siamese cat.
She wanted
to be petted.
I took some
pictures and shared them with Heidi during my long visit.
She said our
mottled kitty was at least 75% apple head seal point Siamese.
Not long
after Heidi came home, we were out enjoying the break in the weather and doing
some yard work.
The Siamese
cat came over and let me pet her.
Then she
took some milk.
And some
kibbles – as we had bought a small bag of cat snacks.
Soon, she
was visiting us inside the house for 30, 60, 90 minute periods.
(part 3
tomorrow)
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