NaBloPoMo?
No.

And on the upside

A completely different adoption experience yesterday with another foster, a cat one might think would be a tough sell has gone to what I expect to be the most fantastic home with a thoroughly lovely young woman who is just thrilled to have her.

And I'm out of fostercats. Strange just to take care of my own pets for a change. I keep heading for the fridge to get canned food or medication for one of the guests before remembering they've gone.

As for those cats...


I'm involved in rehoming/rescue otherwise are otherwise unwanted, and that rowcounter-hider I mentioned a few days ago was a foster. She's a great little cat, very loveable, very playful and I'd gotten very attached. She was adopted today by a fellow volunteer from the organization I'm involved with. I'm riding an emotional rollercoaster, I'm slightly embarassed to admit. I hope I made the right decision. I hope it works out. I hope it doesn't work out and she has to come back to me.

Racism

I've been kicking around and chewing on some ideas about the causes of racism. Projection of one's own hatred of and ill-will towards The Others? "I hate and want to hurt The Other because of the color of his skin, making it reasonable to assume The Other feels the same way."
Guilt or Distotion and fear of having the status quo upset? "My Kind have unfairly held the upper hand for so long that it is reasonable to assume The Others would (justifiably?) take it away at any price."
Plain old selfishness, ignorance and lack of exposure?

Why do we do it and How do we stop it?

There are no words

Only hope, and faith.

Gobama!

What did the cat* do with the rowcounter?

I think I unknitted more than I knitted yesterday. Feather and fan is only a four row repeat but somehow I managed to knit way too many rows after the last interesting row.

I do think it'll be a nice cozy, homey blanket when it's done.





*Of course, like all good knitters I have a bunch of cats. A whole bunch.