05-16-2019, 11:46 AM
Fergus is in the carrier and we are driving home. I will leave it to Himself to provide the details (as he is a far better creative writer than am I), but I walked into the back yard of the old house, saw him under the house, called to him, he came out, I started petting him then picked him up and put him on my shoulder, just like any “normal” day. The carrier was open. I popped him in, slammed the door shut and hollered, “Let’s go home!” I look forward to reuniting him with Mama at around 3:30-ish.
Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.