The Tessera Trilogy
Three weekends ago we were out walking at a local National
Park. We chanced upon a small kitten, struggling out of brush by the side of a
wood. Its golden color attracted my eye as it dragged itself from the brush.
After resisting the urge to pick it up we noticed from its movements that its
rear legs (or hips) were severely injured. The location of the local SPCA was
determined with the assistance of a biker. I gingerly picked up the kitty and
put it in a plastic container to keep it from being stepped on and we headed
off to the SPCA.
They welcomed us, but said there was no room at the Inn ,
and checked the kitty, which purred in supplication for shelter. The SPCA folks
determined that Kitty needed shots and probably surgery on her hind quarters.
We were told to check the County Animal Shelter, and anxiously headed there. A
sign o0n its door stated bluntly: No Cats accepted. Apprehension became my
major sensation.
A very pleasant women at the door asked about Kitty, who
purred as she examined its darkened right leg. Despite increased anxiety
occasioned by her Love Pit Bull tee shirt, my fears disappeared as she said she
would take Kitty if the shelter didn’t, even suggesting she’d have its rear leg
amputated and proper care given at an older age. It was a welcome end to a
period of anxiety over our newly found friend.
My efforts at writing have been few and far between, but
recently I’ve consolidated several segments into draft chapters, and renamed
those chapters. Lots of work ahead.
An author (Richard Ford) was recently interviewed on BBC
America and was asked how easy it was to become an internationally known
author. He said it all, paraphrasing here – “You have to marry the perfect partner, one
who loves your writing or supports you … or totally ignores your efforts. Then
you have to be sober, not poor, never get sick, an d have lots of time. Lastly
you must have a consummate command of words.” Wish me luck with these!
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