Dirty sunshine yesterday. Remainders of snow in the dark corners of the garden. It is still dark and birds twitter to signify spring cannot be far. We miss the flamboyant coat of a wonderful little orange cat. Looking after him has been my activity for such a long time! He could have ended his life on the road, like most cats of the village, but I succeeded in avoiding it. He could have ended it trapped in the barn nearby, if fourteen years ago, we had not been addicted to running and if we had not started our training by going down to the road… Our running saved his life. He would have been sixteen years old in May, he could not have lived forever, of course, but if the wicked live for a look time, the sweet like RouXy leave us far too early.
I’ve three things to say:
- Pardon me if I do not answer your comments. Maybe later…
- Poor Frimousse will be in control of his blog again from now on.
- Running saved RouXy’s life. Watch Free to Run: https://vimeo.com/164396327 I hope it works in your country.