That's a note I wrote this morning and laid it on top of a tiny shelter I placed on Central, under a tree, for this sweet black and white kitty who is very homeless to use in storms, not that its going to really be a shelter for him, its very tiny, but it has straw, and stryofoam insulation in it. Not sure that he can even turn around in it. I set it there three days ago, and its remained intact until I drove up to this feeding spot where I feed an average of four cats per day, and saw it tossed into the street this morning. That was someone randomly coming along and destroying something not tied to the ground. Cruel cruel cruel.
On my way home from feeding over 50 cats that I feed each and every day in the hood, Bob Lonsberry was on the radio preaching about this or that - but what I took from this rant of his was that there are rich people and poor people. Most of the rich he's met were poor to begin with. Its the choices we make in our lives that lead us to where we are today. Now, I didn't go to a four year college, but I did get a degree and I began the illustrious career as a secretary. Through steady paychecks, and small fortunes thrown my way due to deaths in the family, I was able to purchase a house, and have been able to make the mortgage payment since. Not that it has been easy, but so far, so good, by the chinny chin hair on my chin? Isn't that a saying? I may not have much, but I can say that I've done something in my life that I believe has done good for this world. Even if its a small portion of this world, I've done something to make a difference.
That's all I have to say today. I am feeling miserable with this cold, but I still must get to work and bust my tail.
Have a good one.
"The person who says it cannot be done should not interrupt
the person doing it."