Ethnicity … I don’t really want to write about it. It is a group of people from one particular area – Germans, Russians, Southerners, New Yorkers, and so on. But I am really not full of any knowledge about any ethnic group. So instead I will talk about…
My new cat named Clive. We just got him yesterday at the shelter. He hid all night last night. Slowly ventured out today and has even navigated the stairs a couple of times. The little princess we already had is not sure at all about him. She has hissed a couple of times but doesn’t seem too bothered by him. He is black and white and camera shy so far, but I will get him soon. He will hopefully help me fill my days with a little activity. Especially when he hides, and I have to search all the tiny spaces in the house to find him.
The other thing is my heart is not really focused on writing. It is breaking all over again as, technically today (since it is after midnight), is the one-year anniversary of my Dad’s death. His birthday was the 13th and he died on the 26th. I miss him SO MUCH! Then out of the blue a friend sends a picture of a snow sculpture of snow sharks. My dad wrote many letters to his shift when he would go on vacation and almost always had snow sharks in the letter somewhere. I don’t know if she realized it was one year since he died or not. But looking online for the picture source I did discover there were two (classics I am sure) movies made about snow sharks. One called Snow Sharks and the other is technically Avalanche Sharks. I should find them on Netflix or somewhere and watch them in honor of Dad. He was into all those cheesy B movies. I’d give anything to watch them with him.
I have mumbled on enough. Time to feed both cats and go try and sleep. Good night!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ethnicity