We just got back from the beach. A MUCH needed vacation that didn't last long enough. Chad got burnt the first day so we had to cancel a lot of plans and spent our days in the AC. I didn't get much sun :( But I did get to rest, which is what I needed most. Got home last night and already jumped right back into the swing of things. Spent the morning fixing paperwork and balancing drawers and checkbooks, then (my mother's gonna KILL me) I sorta adopted a cat :o/ They found a 6-8 week old kitten out back while I was gone. The poor thing was too weak to walk! They've been feeding her but she has a bloated belly, that I'm sure is full of worms, and what sounds like an upper respiratory issue which could be caused by nothing more then stress. I had Chad pick up some soft food and flea and tick shampoo, I've wormed her and bathed her and when I get her home I will get some antibiotics and specific heart worm meds in her as well. Then I'm thinking with a comfy, warm place to sleep, lots of love and the antibiotics, her cough should fade.. They've been calling her, Sammy, but I'd like to call her, Rooney (shouldn't have to explain) Chad doesn't like it though. All the names I like are guys names (Tomlin, Pouncey, Potsie, Ziggy, Keizel..etc. All Steelers) so it's sorta tough. Fluery's cool too...
So, the beach. I have a friend who's never seen it. And that breaks my heart. So I was determined to get him something from the beach. 'On our way out' (3 detours, 2 hours and 9 shops later) we were walking out of this huge, two story souvenir shop and I saw a shelf with all of these baby sharks in jars.
This friend of ours is in to really weird stuff and already has something dead in a jar on his mantel so in my mind, it's perfect for him. But that wasn't the first thing that came to mind when I saw it. I was consumed with this sadness and anger... but also captivated by the thing. I stared at it for about 10 minutes without really blinking. Every scenario of how it could have ended up in that jar went through my head. Chad assures me that it was something completely innocent, but who knows? And the last thing I wanted to do was support however it got there by purchasing one. BUT......... I just had to! It's absolutely beautiful! Is it not?? In this sad, broken way... Captivating. The preservation of it's short life. It's almost immortalized..... So I bought it. Hope he likes it.
