Stacie is a friend of mine, and one of my favorite people. I am far from alone in feeling that. The way you see her in the picture below is how she always is. Sweet, cheerful, smiling. She is a talented artist, designer, and craftsperson. She recently had brain surgery to remove a pituitary tumor. Something went wrong, and she suffered a massive stroke. In an instant, her life changed. I, like so many, were stunned by what has happened.
You likely have
never heard of her, but I wanted to share her with you. Maybe you'll
find something on the online auction you'd like, or maybe all you can
offer is prayer. That's fine. I just needed to tell you about her.
You can find out more about Stacey and the fundraiser to help her make this transition in her life by clicking on the picture or this link:
Thursday, February 18, 2016
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Early this evening I got a phone call from a woman who lives uphill from me, across the highway on a small side street. A cat had shown up a day or so ago, and, while it wouldn't come to them, it clearly wanted to be nearby. They provided warm water and food, and a dry sheltered place to sleep. Today, their daughter, who is one of our librarians, told them about my notice. When they saw the photo, they gave me a call. It was indeed JellyBean, and my prayers were answered: someone had given her what she needed to survive. Bless them. JB is now home, snuggled against my shoulder after checking the house out, and warming herself by the fire. I am so relieved, and so grateful.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
- About 10 or 11 pounds, neutered female, 11 years old.
- Short-hair tortoise shell tabby, brownish-grey with an orange cast.
- Beautiful black markings on face, back, and legs, and tail.
- Long black stripe in middle of back from head to tail tip.
- One ear has a tiny nick at the very tip.
JellyBean is an indoor cat with occasional outdoor aspirations, which are heavily discouraged. This last weekend- I believe Saturday eve- she slid out the door invisibly. I did not notice her missing until bedtime, when I do my usual critter check. I worried a little because that evening, some dogs came into my yard and were running around barking. These dogs belong to some people who live the cross street, and do not constrain their dogs, which regularly get into mischief.
On the rare occasions I don't catch JellyBean right away, she goes into the barn to wait until I go out for wood or other chores. Sometimes she comes to the door and meows. But she didn't show up that night or the next day, and I began to worry that the dogs had harassed her, or chased her into the wild patch behind my house.
Now it is Tuesday and she still hasn't come home. This has never happened before and I am very worried. So is her playmate, my chihuahua Rudy, who is smaller than she is. We miss her.