I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Friday, August 15, 2003

The Dead Cat Story

Okay, so you all know that my friend Sarah was over at my house last weekend. We had a great time, blah, blah, blah, I'll post on that later (i had so much pent up girl talk, but we didn't get through it all...oh well, next time). Anyway, while they were here, this lady who was taking care of their cat called and left two messages on our machine. Read these, they're absolutely hillarious!
Friday, 4 pm
Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Moss, This is Jane Doe from ... and I'm just so sorry to report to the Chatham's that, that Shelly has died. She, um, I found her this afternoon in the guest bedroom, all four paws up in the air. I think what I'll do, I called Dr. Powell's office and they said to just wrap her in a blanket or towel or something and bring her over and they'll put her in a freezing area until you guys get home and decide what you want to do. And again, I'm just really really really sorry to report this and I'd left a note for you all that I was just so pleased to see her last night and I saw her this morning and I petted her and everything. But anyway, I popped in about four o'clock and she was dead. My phone number is … if you needed any information or anything and I even hated to bother you, but, you know a pet is really a loved one and that's why I called. Thanks, and again, I'm really sorry.

Friday, 4:06 pm
Hi again, this is Jane Doe again. (laugh)…It's kind of crazy…that…I don't…Shelly…must…She seemed dead to me, but she's not dead. She, I just went back upstairs and she's gone. When I saw her she was just stiff as a board with all four paws up, her eyes shut, I thought…but maybe that's just how she sleeps. So I am terribly, terribly sorry to bother you again, but I guess that's somewhat good news. I mean, it is good news, but I hope…I'm hopeful that she's not just like sick and has gone off somewhere. But anyway, I just wanted you all to know. So again, I'm terribly sorry, maybe I should have checked her even more, but I just didn't even think about it. So again, I'm terribly sorry and you can call me at…

Had to share that...Later all, I'm going to the lake for the weekend, will have much to post when I get back on Sunday, but probably won't get around to it until Monday because I have fun plans Sunday night! -Katie

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