For the record. I am an atheist. I don't believe in gawd as some guy sitting in judgment in his bathrobe. Jesus was terribly misunderstood. Saint Francis didn't want anyone to start a church because of him and he didn't want followers and he really didn't want sainthood but he got stuck with all those things. There are lots of fantastic stories about creation and how we got here and what it all means and so forth. Spiderwoman, Kali, Quan Yin, etc. Stories are important because we like to amuse ourselves around the campfire. Without stories, we're left with picking plants and chasing animals and deciding if we can eat them or not. Stories help us calm down a bit. And poems, don't forget poems. Songs too. Beating rocks in time.
Where am I going with all of this? I have no idea. I'm moving in 3 days and the katz need a new kat door at my new house so I'm gonna go over there and see if I can figure out how to put one in. Clark and Andy are coming with their truck to move plants and art. I went to my new house with my new keys last night and took stock. The previous owner seemed to have had a math problem so when measuring frames for o windows and counters, there are, um, gaps.
There were those air fresheners all over the place, the plug-in kind. Yetch. I took them all out and threw them away. Someone actually invented those things. I'd prefer opening a window.
I'm still an atheist, by the way. If I can be a moral and righteous person while I'm here and I can help out a bit, that's why I'm here.
And I'll take good care of Felix and the felines. And do my best with all other sentient life.
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Plants and art. And cats and dog. The important things.
Don't lose your corkscrew.
Loving you from Lloyd.
Only two more days. Jesus has risen, and so too have the windows! Fresh air.
For honeybees, you move them at night when they're calm, and then maybe close the entrance for a while so they stay in their new home and orient.
For cats, I hear that the first time they go out, you put peanut butter on their feet. They sit on the porch and lick that off, allowing them to notice their surroundings.
I'm not sure what the rules are for midwives. Be safe.
xo
Give the kitcats six weeks before you let them out. Then they'll know exactly where they are. If you let them out sooner they might try to find your old house.
xoxox
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