Perfect for This Time

What a perfect word for this time we are in! One would think that the word coyote wouldn’t normally bring up something so readily for me, but today there are a couple of reasons that word resonates.

As many of you know, in NYC we don’t get much in the way of wildlife (unless you count the pigeons and rats…ugh), or, if we do get any animals their presence is overwhelmed by horns honking, sirens, people, etc. Well, mother nature is certainly making a big comeback around here. The flowers are beautiful. The grass is green. There are birds…chirping. In Colorado, where I’m from, that is not so strange, but in NYC this is very odd. It’s beautiful. It’s also eerie. Were I in Colorado, or somewhere that is not a hotbed of Covid-19, the sound of birds would be welcoming and beautiful. It is even now, but it’s also a stark reminder of why we are able to hear them now. Nonetheless, they are beautiful.

The second reason that this word rings a bell today is because howling at 8 has become somewhat of a popular event in the US recently. An entire community has been created. People are sharing their stories and the reason they howl. It’s cathartic for many! Side note: on a recent facetime with my family my sister told me about this howl at 8 thing they’ve been doing that my nephew loves and was very surprised when I told her I know one of the people who started it. The facebook group was started by a buddy that I knew/know from college, and it has just exploded. In case you haven’t heard about it abroad, you can join the facebook group (https://www.facebook.com/groups/howlat8/) and howl in your own time zone at 8pm. There are over half a million followers, and it is a wonderful activity in such a difficult time.

So, everyone, if you hear random howls at 8pm, don’t be alarmed. It’s just solidarity in action. I hope you are all well during this time.

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RDP Tuesday: Purr

Her cute little purrs relax my heart.

There’s nothing like it.

She’s not even mine.

Yet she has such a healing power.

Scientifically, it’s been proven.

I can’t wait to visit with her.

She lives far away,

But the memory of her laying on me is as clear,

As if it were yesterday.

She’s so tiny that her whole body buzzes and shakes

When she purrs.

She’s a rescue cat,

But that sounds so sad,

Like my boyfriend did her a favor,

When in reality,

She’s given him so much.

She’s right where she’s always belonged.

With someone who loves her endlessly.

A member of the family who arrived six years into her life.

And will be cherished by us forever.

Find a furrever lovebug in the D.C. area here, at King Street Cats, if you’re interested. There’s lots of sweet loves waiting for a good home. I don’t receive compensation for sharing their info, just the good feeling that hopefully I can help one of these amazing animals find the best people for them who love them like Honey is loved. Here’s to turning around the difficult lives they’ve led into something beautiful.

https://www.kingstreetcats.org/

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