Stranger things...

    A week ago today I did something that may have put me into the "Crazy Cat Lady" category.  It was not only erratic behaviour on my part but, to some extent, it was quite treacherous.  The irony of it all is that the journey began because of this blog.  

Life is strange and the universe works in mysterious ways.  Of that, I have no doubt.

     A week ago, the woman from the rescue organization where we adopted Sophie reached out to me.  She had read my post about Luigi and that began my madcap adventure.  

     To make an incredibly unbelievable story short, I drove several hours through this...

Ended up here...

Lucknow is a community
 located in Bruce County, Ontario (population 1,121)

Met up with someone in the parking lot of the

 Lucknow Library....

(I told you this story was unbelievable!)

And came home with this...

His story is almost as unbelievable as my journey.  

     At just a few weeks old, he was found tangled in a hockey net.  He was abandoned by his mother and siblings and was close to starvation when he was cut out and rescued.  This photo was taken shortly after he was taken in...

    The woman from the rescue organization, whose name is Kathi (I know, right?), nursed him back to health and brought him to the Pet Value in Kincardine.  He had been there since January 3rd with no applicants for adoption when she messaged me. 

As fate would have it, I was headed up to "Carpe Diem" for a weekend of family, friendship and fun (there might have been wine also, because, let's face it, all good stories involve alcohol).

     No one in their right mind would agree to drive three and a half hours in a snow storm to get a cat, but how could I say no when I was already more than half way there? So, in spite of the snow which had been relentlessly falling all through the night, I woke up last Sunday morning at the cottage and started the trek to pick this little fellow up and bring him home to become a part of our family.  I had to pull over a few times to gather my wits and get my bearings, but I made it (thanks to my guardian angels, who would all agree that I have lost my marbles but know all too well that life much too short for things like snowstorms to get in the way of a great adventure). 

     We arrived back home, safe and sound, just before dark and in time for the Super Bowl festivities.  Betting on who would win the coin toss and whether or not the first commercial would be for food or beverage took to the sidelines as we tried to come up with just the right name for our new family member.  

His name is Stanley and he has made himself at home.

 "Animals are the bridge between us and the beauty of all that is natural. 

They show us what's missing in our lives,

 and how to love ourselves more completely and unconditionally. 

They connect us back to who we are, and to the purpose of why we're here."

 ~ Trisha McCagh