Warren and I leave each other notes. He’s on a night shift and will come by my house (he lives a block away) and leave a note on my car. Sometimes they crack me up, sometimes they make me smile. The most important thing, though, is that they make me care about him for thinking of me.

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This morning I was driving to work and on the side of the road, I spotted a raven. Normally, this would be no big deal. There are multitudes of ravens here and you see one every few feet, it seems like. This morning, though, not 3 feet from this raven, was a tiny grey kitten.

The raven looked hungry.

I swung my car around and stopped in the center lane (I live in a rural area and stopping in the center lane at 6:30 in the morning means I won’t see anyone). Weirdly enough, though, a woman was biking by and stopped also. We both ran over to the side of the road to get the kitten. She asked if I would take it to someone. I agreed. Heck, it was a cute kitten and I knew I’d find someone to love it.

However, I tried to catch the kitten and it hissed and ran from me. I tried to get to it quietly by calling it. It meowed louder. We tried to corral it so we could grab it. This little cat packed such a punch that it made both of us back off.

The kitten bounded into the forest where we couldn’t see it anymore.

I’m guessing it was one of the many cats that has become feral because of inconsiderate cat owners who allow their cats to run wild, procreating, and creating huge hordes of feral cats that roam our forests and town.

It makes me angry that people are so irresponsible and sad for cats who have to live that existence. And now I have the vision of this little kitten who may or may not survive and there was nothing I could do to help it.

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Pilates are cool. You feel like you’re working out but it feels really good. —Until the next morning. I feel SO sore this morning. It’s a good sore and I’ll go back again during lunch today…but my gosh, I don’t think I’ve worked some of those muscle groups EVER.