Tuesday, November 13, 2012


People with 9-5 type jobs have weekends; I have an unpredictable schedule with a whole lot of days with travel and work, then days sprinkled in there without work. My past five days in Houston were exactly what I needed after a long trek back from the East Coast - they were my weekend days. I need to experience this phenomenon a bit more often. I was able to do everyday chores like fix the crack in my windshield, get my state emissions test done for my car, go to the DPS to switch back to my Texas license, pull together clothing and household items to donate, organize my things, go to the grocery store, sleep a little, go on walks to the neighborhood restaurants, visit friends and do general social activities. This all sounds so ordinary and yet, this felt so incredibly welcome to me. I also had a few shoots in my schedule.


Photobooth Macbook Snapshot

I had a pet kitten for 48 hours. At the start of a photoshoot, the photographer and I heard continual mewing and after some searching the source of this sound was found - a tiny kitten was by the roots of a tree. Clearly abandoned, I picked her up, made a box for her and spent a portion of the shoot distracted by this adorable creature (but I look super happy in the photos and stayed an additional hour so the distraction proved a positive). I brought her back to my place and over to Friends for Life, a no-kill clinic where I was asked to foster her for a couple of days until they could find a more permanent foster parent. Thus my first and only days as the foster parent of a 3 - 4 week old kitten involved messy feeding sessions (even at 5 am), an abundance of mewing and me keeping her happy with rather periodic petting and cuddling. Little Lily was so adorable and I hated to see her go when I handed her over to someone else but this was a necessity seeing as I had more travel to do and the person I stay with in Houston is allergic to cats. Someday I will stay put and get my own cat - but not yet. 


  1. How nice you were able to save an adorable life.

  2. I tried to relate your kindness to my own cat but he just right on chomping in his bowl. If nothing else, he knows how to prioritise.


    1. Walter, that's because you don't actually own your cat, he just lives with you. :) Do I get to see you and him this December?

  3. Wow that almost the same way I found Miracle ... she even looks like her ... except Miracle's hair was longer. It's a shame you had to give her up.

  4. And she is such a cutie too! So good you could find her a good home. It's always wonderful to hear about a story when it's got a good outcome.

    I like cats, but I'm so dreadfully allergic to them I break out in hives.