kato the kitten
Because you never know when she’s going to jump out, claws extended, and wipe the floor with you. I’m walking along the path at night, bleary and minding my own business, when WOMP! Tiny razor sharp claws and teeth scrabble across my ankles—and then she’s away into the dark, invisible and triumphant, and I am left swearing and bleeding. Kato 1, Maya 0.
And then I find her sleeping in my clean clothes basket, again, head draped over the edge in total relaxation. Why does she get to be the Bad Ass Queen of the Universe? She only ways like eight ounces or something! Where did this innate certainty in her total superiority come from? I want some of that!
Maybe if I juice her little furry butt and drink her up in a cocktail, I, too, can be All Powerful. Probably not, but, you know. Maybe.
Just kidding! Sheesh.
Category: honeymilk farm
Hey Just happened by the site while browsing for tiny houses. I wanted to comment about the “Unschooling.” I lived in a little cabin in the mountains of NC when my daughter was young and unschooled her. Be encouraged. She has just graduated with a solid 4.0 from her first two years of college and high school at the same time. We have a program here in Florida where the dual enrolled students can finish HS and get their AA at the same time for free. It is a great way to handle the High School diploma dilemma. She made a 31 on the ACT. Don’t let the nay sayers get you down. UNSCHOOLED kids are the brightest and turn out go getters! Good Luck, Annie
That’s cool, Annie. Thanks for stopping by! Unschooling is an awesome way to live, I agree.