Finding something to smile about...

...so. Yah. It's hard. I have not slept the night through yet. Keep thinking that Rusty needs some help, wants on the bed or is trying to open the door. I thought I was managing to hold myself together yesterday, considering. Then I found his little green collar. I lost it - dissolved into a puddle of tears.

When I woke up this morning I felt better though. I felt more at peace, like his little presence was somehow present. Perhaps when he was called to kitty-heaven there was an orientation he had to attend before he could come back to visit us. You know, "This is where we keep the chicken" or "Over here you will find the field of litter". I know he would like that.

Soooo, I challenged myself to try and find something to laugh about today. I spotted this message on a t-shirt:

Haikus interest me.
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator.

Quite possibly, in fact almost certainly, this is the finest piece of literature to ever grace a textile. I feel honored to have shared a room with it. Amazing!