Saturday, April 30, 2011
It's In the Bag
There is a happy ending to yesterday's entry. Pearl, after getting some nourishment, seems to have rallied. She stayed upstairs all day, but was having residual effects from whatever caused her to be sick, very quiet, content to stay in, and sleeping most of the day. Bessie and Frank had to nose her all over and reassure themselves that she was okay, and then let her be to get some rest. I had been so worried, as it is common for a dying cat to go to a dark place alone to die, and the thought of losing Pearl...well. Just as happily, Lucky came tumbling down the ramp when I opened the hen house in the morning, joining the flock for breakfast al fresco. Chickens are not known for long-term memory, but she stayed in the pen yesterday.
I made the run in to town in the afternoon (had to buy new shoes) and, ta da!, I saw a dogwood in bloom. Now we'll see if the legend holds true about one more snow in our future.
Oh...that tulip that was so pretty? It's gone now. Guess it wasn't too froo-froo after all.