Back

Today, I finally got back to the Terrace.  It seems both Hutt Girl and I have had the last month or so off RPM, although I suspect despite an injury her month still had more exercise than mine.

Anyway, good to be back.  Sort of a solace to be able to retreat to the RPM at lunchtime with some loud music banging in the ears (being positioned closest to the speakers - wonders of wonders it appears bike 20 is back in the house).  It was also kind of good to hear Hutt Girl's spiel - what are your goals, apsirations, castles in the air.  Its standard, and sometimes I tire of it but today it helped to hear it.

Often on the way home from the railway station I often pass a little young cat - about a year or so now old.  It has sort of orange and straggle colours.  It has a little tag that says its name its "Pumpkin".  Pumpkin is a friendly little cat.  I don't usually stop and pat other cats, but this one has always been friendly and so I do pat this cat.  I hadn't seen the cat for some time.  But the cat has appeared in the last week or so - minus one of its front legs.  It seems so sad the cat has lost a leg.  The thing is the cat is back on its territory, not being deterred by the fact that it now has three legs instead of four.  I think that is a brave wee cat.  I like Pumpkin, becasue it is a brave wee cat, but also Pumpkin shows you can't let things get in the way.  I pat Pumpkin and remind him/her, that he/she is the bravest little cat in the neighbourhood and an awesome inspiration~! - which of course is not to say that Ali is not an awesome and inspiring cat because he is!