The mailbox at my house had a note in it:
I censored the personal information.
The note says:
I’m so sorry about your cat. Would you consider a fully-vetted cat camped on our porch – who’s always trying to get in & get a good home? He’s neutered, has all initial shots etc. Could we talk please?
It’s from my neighbor Judy. I spoke with her years ago. She must’ve heard about Max from my neighbor Karl. Karl talks to all our neighbors. I wish I knew everybody that well. I don’t know how he does it. I’m out gardening all the time, and I hardly ever see anyone. Maybe I should start baking cookies and knocking on doors.
I won’t be taking Judy’s porch cat in, but it was nice of her to think of me.
See…another cat condemned because you need a glabrous one (learned that term from the Million Second Quiz this week, by the way). Don’t tell that vet lady you work with or she’ll give you even more grief. Just sayin’…but Judy does sound like a nice neighbor – looking out for both you and the kitty at the same time. Sure hope she can find one neighbor to help her out…ahem.
Since your garden is on the bank side or rear of your home, I can understand why you wouldn’t cross paths with many neighbors outside. The baking idea is not without merit, particularly as it is getting cooler outside and folks enjoy home-baked items. Run with that and let us know how it goes, eh?
…and how exactly did you spent International Talk Like a Pirate Day yesterday? I shared appropriate pirate lingo with some of my students via mangolanguages.com … some were quite amused; others, totally unimpressed. Did everyone at the animal hospital come in with a head scarf, single earring and eye patch? (I’m guessing not…)
She has beautiful handwriting! How nice that she thought of you – she seems very kind. 🙂
I never talk to my neighbors either, and I recognize that that’s not necessarily a good thing. To be fair, though, I hardly ever talk to Lloyd, and he’s actually in the house.
I squinted and strained to read the note from Judy in your picture … then scrolled down and read: The note says…. Hehe — well, my eyes got a nice workout this morning any way.
And I wonder if this cat is the infamous orange cat that’s been at your door before?
(On this same topic sort of, I made the mistake of looking at the Humane Society website yesterday and there’s an old, part dachshund, part something else there that is part of the “Lonely Hearts Club”. That means no one is adopting him. And his price has been reduced to $40.00. His name is Squirt & I’m tearing typing this. He’s house trained & everything. I think I need to rescue Squirt.)
Awwww! Go get Squirt! RIGHT NOW!! 🙂