Saturday, September 5, 2009

Birthday Tattoos, Volunteering Plans, and Caturday

CaturdayWell I apologize for not writing all week, but it was in fact my first week of my senior year at Pitt. It actually went rather quickly because Stephen hung out with me most of the time. He even rode down with me on the bus a couple times, which made having to go down to Oakland about 500% less painful. There was also that little thing going on this week, that thing where I turned 22. That was yesterday. Tuesday was Stephen's birthday and the day that we both got new tattoos. Mine is on my wrist because that's where I wanted it, and I really didn't want to get it some other place just because it may be looked down upon by some future employer. I don't plan to work anywhere stuffy anyway. It's just not my kind of environment. Stephen got a tree of life on his chest that has "Aon Gra" carved into it. I'll let you figure out what it means.

So! Imagine this. I decided last week that I want to volunteer at an animal shelter while I'm in school and unemployed. Last week I also featured Alice from the ARL of Western PA. This morning I went to a volunteer orientation at the ARL, and which kitty just happened to be running free in the orientation room? Alice. She was so sweet and adorably wacky. But apparently she's been there for awhile. Now go adopt her! I'll probably be featuring kitties from the ARL from now Nicholas at the ARL of Western PAon since, well, that's where I'm going to be during my school breaks and all. It's in East Liberty for those who don't know, and I strongly suggest you come visit me and pick up one (or more?) of the adorable fluffers (or woofers) while you're there.

So here's Nicholas! I love his name because it reminds me of Czar Nicholas of Russia for some reason, and he really does look like a royal cat. I saw Nicholas on Thursday when I went to check out the shelter during my break. How handsome and beautiful is he? I could brush that coat of his for hours. Nicholas's owner died, leaving nobody who could love him and keep him in their home. He's about a year old and is a little nervous in his new environment. He reminds me a little of one of my own cats, just in the those sweet eyes and soft fur. I wish I could take him with me, but I really hope somebody else can take him much sooner. Here is the ARL's site, where they can answer any other questions you may have. Go check her out!

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