Awards and a Sunday Story

Kavan
Oh my gosh! Beautiful, gorgeous, lovely wonderful Tamra Maew gave me an award! I've never been given an award! Isn't it lovely?

This neato award was created by Colin. His site has links to lots of cool bloggers from around the world. I'd like to pass this award on to:

Baby Mao: my partner in poo
Castle: He takes such good care of Storm!

Tara

Camie's Kitties gave this lovely "Life is Hell without Friends" award to Kavan and I. With the missing kitties in the blogosphere right now, it is a bittersweet sentiment.

We have made so many friends in the Cat Blogosphere, it was really hard to decide who to pass this on to. We decided:

Kattonic Cats: We almost seem to be living in a parallel universe!
Pyewacket: Always a good friend
Gemini: Such a wonderful adopted family member!
Latte: My adopted dad, but always my first and best friend!

Now for my story. Mom went out Saturday afternoon for her run. She likes to run along the irrigation canal bank, out by the peach and almond orchards and several nice ranchetts. When she got home I couldn't believe it, she smelled like a goat! I was so incensed, I thought she was out running, but really she was cavorting with a goat! Then she told me this story.

As she was running along the opposite side of the canal from the little ranchetts, she noticed two older ladies who were out walking looking very intently in the corner of the fence that separates two of the ranchetts. She didn't think much of it, people walk on the canal bank all the time. When she turned around and came back, the ladies had continued on. But when she passed the spot, she saw a little black and white goat, either a little baby or a pigmy, she wasn't sure, huddled in the corner. When it saw Mom, it started bleating and bleating. Mom knew it was in the pasture of the ranchette with lots of other goats, so she was pretty sure it had just got separated from the group, and would soon be discovered, so again, she didn't think too much of it. But it was so desperate to get to Mom, it wiggled through the fence, then came running after Mom! Mom was on the opposite side of the irrigation canal, but this time of year it only has a few inches of water in the bottom. The little goat went right down the canal bank then up the other side, and ran to Mom. It was clearly happy to be with her! Mom stopped running and bent down and stoked and talked to the cute, friendly little goat. But now what? There was a little bridge close by so she walked it over to the other side. Then walked it down by its home pasture. Fortunately, she saw someone outside on the far end of the pasture by the house and starting yelling at them. Then she picked up the little goat to show them she had it. Mom held the little goat until the lady got to the fence, so happy to see it! It was a little girl goat they had just got the day before. The lady said it was so people friendly that they kept it inside that night. They were out looking for it, worried that it ran way. Mom was so happy she could hand the lady the sweet little goat. There are coyotes and foxes on that canal bank, so it was not safe. And that little girl goat was not going to let Mom out of her sight! So it all ended well, except Mom sure stunk when she got home!