Mon, Jan 16, 2012: Pets and Cranes

 I went to pick up my last batch of stuff at B's house last night.  Just as we'd packed the last of it in my car, I started feeling like I was on the verge of a wave of sadness.  We stood outside for a minute, then B said, "Look, there he is again."  I looked, and the fox was trotting on the sidewalk, heading North and away from us.  Seeing it there made my heart feel alright again.

My animal family has decreased in size, but it's still fairly sizable.

There's Kaylee, who is 1 year and 9 months old, and hasn't left my side much since we moved.

 There's Severus, who is still young enough at 5 months old that I'm not sure he realizes what a massive life change he's experiencing.  Then again, maybe he just has a really flexible personality. :)

 And Pea (that's what I call Magnolia), 3 1/2 years old, who's taking this the hardest out of all of us I think.  She buries herself in my bed for most of the day and doesn't come out much.

 For some really weird reason, Severus LOVES Kaylee.  She loves him too, but that's not so weird because she loves cats.  He will often just plop himself right on top of her and they wrestle.  I used to be really nervous that Kaylee would hurt him (she has really strong jaws, bred for nipping at cows' heels!), but she is very gentle.

 Severus is so adorable.  Sometimes he goes into the bedroom and cuddles with Pea when she hides under the covers. :)

I finally hung my cranes up this evening, and I'm pretty pleased with the way they look.  It's nice to have them in my space again.

There is this beautiful version of "Oh, The Places You'll Go!" that was posted on a blog I sometimes visit.  I listened to it on repeat as I hung my cranes and thought about the waiting place, and the slumps, and the problems I have faced, am facing, and will face.  
http://blog.homemadespaceship.net/oh-the-places-youll-go-at-burning-man

One of the hardest things I think about living alone is my struggle to keep a healthy perspective on my life, and one of the things I love about this story is that it reminds me that everyone faces struggles and trials.  It's a powerful truth that connects us all, and sometimes remembering that I am connected to everyone is exactly what I need.