So while Ace, Kim, and I were truckin’ down two-lane highways, thrifting, setting up our glampsite, taking down our glampsite, and getting our honky-tonk on in South Dakota … the animals we left behind were awaiting our return. Rascal, our design studio mascot (tortoiseshell cat), was being taken care of by Ace’s roommate Andy, also a farmhand here (Ace, Kim and Andy are roommates at Kim’s farm), and Daffodil, my canary, was offered space in Carol’s office, with my husband taking care of her on weekends. (Kim brought her Border Collie, Riley, on our trip.)
Part of the job of taking care of my canary is feeding her a deluxe daily diet of fresh veggies and fruits, soaked grains, hard-boiled egg yolks from the bigger of her kin, AND gathering up her gorgeous blue eggs she lays 3-4 times per week. (Yup, she’s pampered.)
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I love a happy ending:-) Thank goodness both pets returned safely. You couldn’t have chosen a better name for your Canary~what a beautiful color!
She’s singing a happy song these days. Slept all day, the day after her return.
What beautiful pictures and stories of your beloved pets, happy that both had a happy ending and returned home. They both seem to know where all the love is.
Oh the joys of animals & their antics!
Finding good surrogate caregivers for pets is always a huge concern for me. Lately I have had two cat sitters who just forgot to come over. What??!!!! Animals are so sensitive to our being gone when they are living in a home where the humans interact with them all of the time. When that routine is severely changed, the animal becomes so upset and stressed. It is truly a blessing to find good pet sitters because worrying the whole time you are away detracts from enjoying oneself.
Ok, that was enough pins & needles for one reading! I’ve lost and found pets too…some remained not found. So worrisome, sometimes heart-breaking. I’m so glad all four of you had happy endings. I bet little Daffodil enjoyed her junket out in the wonderful wide world, but still … there’s no place like home. Home is where they love you.
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