Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The Night Shift Here at MountainShadow
Just about every morning when I wake up, I find large bags of beads scattered on my stairs. While I'm sound asleep, my cat Sabrina, is busy working downstairs in my "bead room". I'd like to think that she is trying to help me but I'm pretty sure that it's some primal instinct that keeps her busy working with the beads. I'd prefer her to be snuggling with me. After all, we spend a good deal of our day down there already. Of course most of the day, she is asleep. So, as long as I don't close the door, she is busy in my basement, working the night shift, choosing just the right bag of beads to carry up to me.
Sabrina is a great little cat. We adopted her three years ago after losing our 17 year old kitty. She was a hurricane rescue, most likely from hurricane Katrina. We were told that she had most likely been born either just before or just after the hurricane. She was at the shelter with her whole litter. I had sold quite a bit of jewelry and beads on Ebay and donated all the proceeds to the Humane Society of the United States. Not that I expected anything in return, but we were blessed with such a great fun cat.