For Every Action There Is a Reaction

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This husband and I…

Were thrilled to be reunited with that furry friend of ours…took off for home…little buddy…along for the ride…knew the place right off…walked through each room…plopped in his favorite spot…got a few pats…snacked on whitefish and tuna…

Ten minutes later…outside again…checks the garage…saunters next door…searches for Old Man Wrigley…cuts through the backyard…stops…makes eye contact…and heads off…just like that…that last look…had the vibe of…don’t call me…I’ll call you…

Have to say…the apathy…kind of stung…he’ll be back…says that husband of mine…now that he knows we’re here…but cat whisperer that he is…he was wrong…

And so it is in life…choices have consequences…and sometimes…you come face to furry face…with those consequences…

Took a risk leaving those kitties for the winter…one has to wonder…if there’d been a different choice…how the Wrigley Roddy story…would have played out…

This old gal…will never know…
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And that husband of mine…agrees…