Photo by Mary Bach
Meditation time
is confined to the bathroom
and my Zen sand garden
is a litter box
tended between loads
of laundry.
My life is filled with
dry, crusty milk replacer
and grace.
When Karin asked us to write about grace in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads I thought I could tell about recent events at my house. My husband is a vet and we own a rural, veterinary practice that mainly serves farmers. And in our small community I'm known to be a push over for orphans and waifs, so every once-in-a-while when a farmer runs over a mother cat the babies somehow find thier way to my house. My son insists we are one litter away from being featured on the show "Animal Hoarders," but in spite of everything... I still feel this (sort of) falls under the category of grace.
Look at this adorableness!
I'll close with a quote: "Don't forget to spay and neuter your pets." -Bob Barker (and me!)
