It’s that time of year when I’m just plain exhausted! The school year is winding down (I’m an 8th grade teacher) and Spring is starting to spring! We just finished a round of icky standardized testing, which never fails to make me tired!
And, my dear, sweet, adorable kitty, Yankee Jane, is very sick. Her lungs are shutting down and we’re not sure why. She’s on antibiotics and steroids. If you know cats, you know they HATE taking medicine. She really hates it. I have the scratches and bruises to prove it! Yankee is my baby. When I moved to Atlanta in 2000, I was terribly lonely. I found Yankee in a McDonald’s parking lot scarfing down a burger. She was tiny, filthy, covered with fleas, and totally wild. It was love at first sight. She attacked everyone who came near her for months. She beat me up while I slept. She terrorized me at every turn. But, when she would go to sleep, she would curl into a tiny ball, grab her little fuzzy tail between her paws and start sucking on it like a pacifier. Heart=Melt. She still does this, even now that she’s 12. She finally started to calm down, after I brought another wild kitty home, Shakespeare, who is huge and lazy and a super snuggler, but mainly when she decided that she was my Mommy and I needed taking care of, too.
So, last week and this week I’m feeling exhausted. I need someone to come sing Soft Kitty to me and my Yankee Jane! I think I’ll go home, curl up with a good book, and snuggle with my kitty cats!