Today I am grateful for my awesome neighbor, Marcia, who came and helped me pluck and then butcher one of our geese. We had a lot of fun even though we still needed my sister to give instructions over the phone.
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Today I’m grateful for my neighbors. A week or so ago, one of the little girls that live in the circle found a cat wandering around and brought him back to her friends, also neighbors of mine. No one knew who the cat belonged to, but he was well groomed and very friendly. The downstairs neighbors proceeded to keep the cat company, bringing him in when it started raining and feeding him everyday so he wouldn’t go hungry.
Yesterday, on the way home from walking my dog, I noticed a green poster mentioning a missing cat who was the exact description of the one the neighbors were feeding, right down to the ‘tipped’ look of his left ear. I snapped a picture of the notice and went home.
Later in the day, I saw the cat again and called the name the poster had mentioned. The cat walked right up to me and let me pick him up and take him into the house so I could call the number from the poster.
He was the missing cat and the owner was so incredibly happy to see him. It has been a long time since I’ve seen someone that happy.
I have lost pets before, notably my cat Tommy soon after we moved here. He was already an old cat and isn’t alive anymore even though I never found him.
image: old family phone, Tommy
So I am grateful for my neighbors seeing a cat and then taking care of him until the owner was found. I can only hope that there are more people out there like that.
Make sure you check out the original Thankful Thursday.
Written for today’s Daily Post prompt and because this is kind of what my little neighborhood is like. Only people that don’t live here drive the full 25 mph; everyone else drives at something like 10 mph because small children and dogs sometimes chase balls and other toys out into the street. Most of the dogs have some kind of pit bull in them, but every single dog that gets out (again, most of them) are probably some of the sweetest dogs I have ever met (and once I had a Golden Retriever puppy who thought that my siblings were her puppies.)
This is probably one of the friendliest neighborhoods I have ever lived in and also the only one where I never know the names of the adults, but know the names of most of the children.
Prompt: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/08/daily-prompt-neighbors/
Breathing In 