Last Friday, while trying to unwind after a hard week of work, by doing some yoga, I was interrupted by a knock at the door. Standing on my porch were three teenage girls. At first I was mesmerized by the eye make-up. It was an impressive sight to behold, the artistry, the sheer quantity of it. Then I noticed a tiny black and white bundle in one of thier hands. They started their tale. Apparently the little kittie had been dumped at the beginning of our street and and older lady (even older than me – ha!) had tried to take care of it, but she couldn’t, and now they were looking for a home. They barely got it out of their mouths, when I said “yes, I’ll take it” and grabbed the squirming furball out of their hands. What can I say, I’m a sucker for a kitten, especially a black and white one. We have named her Patchouli. Much to the utter dismay of Scrappycat and Smudge her favorite activity is stalking them and attacking their tail, preferrably when they are trying to eat. She is particularly fond of bothering Smudge, even though he outweighs her by probably about 14 pounds!
And as a last note, I’d like to give a little birthday wish to my very, very favorite social studies teacher, Mr. S, who turns the big 4-0 today. He is wonderful with my students, patient and understanding and he is personally responsible for the fact that I know that Hammurabi is known for writing the Code of Laws and I also know that the machine that Egyptians used to lift water out of a canal was called a shadoof! If he can get me to remember some social studies facts, you know he is amazing!