A Turkey, A Tow Truck and Two of a Kind

Yesterday was just one of those days. It began with running a bit behind for work. I dropped G off at the sitter and began my trek to work. As I rounded the bend just miles from the sitters house, I saw a turkey crossing the road. It was as if life began reeling in slow motion. I saw the little guy crossing the road, but there was nothing I could do. It was inevitable. The little guy didn't stand a chance. In one brief instance there were feathers flying both in front and behind me. The car behind me got a nice dose of them as well. I guess we'll never know why poultry cross roads...he did get some revenge by doing some damage to my jeep...

The guys at my husband's work gave me a hard time for starting Turkey Season a day early.

 

 

After getting my heart rate and blood pressure to a normal level, I called my hubby to let him know about the incident. Things were not going much better for him. He was stranded on the highway due to some pretty major car trouble. We found out later that it was a big crack in the radiator. A tow truck came and took him and his vehicle to his fire department. By the end of the day his vehicle was fixed and life was normalizing...at least for him.

Upon getting to work, I noticed that our secretary had brought in a pet crate. I assumed it was her daughter's dog and that her daughter would be along shortly to pick him up. I was surprised to find two cats in the crate. She told me their sad story...

The family that owned these cats, and one dog, had moved. My secretary's daughter happened to see one of the cats outside. Knowing that the owners had moved, she stopped to see what was going on. By the end of it all, she had discovered that the family had left one of the cats outside and the other, along with the dog, inside the house. These poor animals had been abandoned. These little guys had been left since at least Monday, but my friends believe it was longer than that. The little guy that was inside was pretty thin.

Meet Ace!

Meet Rigby!

She had brought these animals to school to pass on to our librarian who does animal rescue and works closely with the Humane Society in the area. She was already overwhelmed with cats that need homes...she had 6-7 she was already trying to place. So...what did I do? I had to do what my heart and head were telling me. At the end of the school day I became the official owner of two adorable little boys. These guys are approximately 6-7 months old. They have the best temperaments and could not be more cuddly. They'll do just fine out here in the country.

The king of his new castle.

G was not sure what to think of them at first, but as you can see, she quickly warmed up to them.