Calling The One

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"Hi, I am a busy radio/podcast producer, aspiring equestrian, and music enthusiast, who is industrious and authentic. I have a day job and a rich social life yet, I crave the romantic company of someone fun, kind, and honest. I love to laugh and all of my friends are funny. I love kids, the benefits of doing yoga and I am also an avid music and radio listener. It would be nice to meet someone who has plans to to to Europe! And maybe even spend some time making music? I love being in nature, and enjoy trips to the market, farm or grocery store, or sharing time in the kitchen as great dates. Does it scare you that I have TWO cats?  Don't worry, I'm a horse person... Are you seeking an intelligent, independent female who can colour outside the lines?"

Jill posted her on-line dating ad with a picture of herself playing trombone, and then she went out to ride for about 20 minutes walk trot in an indoor arena, on a horse who had a goat! A goat! But the highlight of the outing was how Jill had coached her backing up in the strange, she was on her knees facing backwards as the car reversed snow covered rural landscape. “The laneway is behind us at 3 o’clock,” language they use to point out loons while canoeing.

Now that AJ lived in heaven, she wondered if you could put a cat door in a screen door. Because that might make the balcony/new tree fort apartment, even one step better. Not to mention a new showerhead. She didn't even miss living in an apartment where she could watch horses in the field while she made coffee and loafed around her pj’s.
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It had been a year, since AJ ditched her horse pal, because of feeling out of place at the facility. And so the owners had sold him and his life went on pretty much unchanged. Except for any continued intellectual, physical and even emotional ha ha development. She’d seen a picture recently in a horsey mag, of that place and an equine-wellness Photography workshop. A person was actually sitting down, directly in front a horse to take a close up shot. And in the same publication and ad for Equine Yoga, with a helmet less rider on horse back in a pose. NO WONDER she wasn’t a fit there, or encouraged to work on a spooky-bolty athletic horse with issues, lol.

Was she really considering letting a friend adopt her remaining cat?  They were both side-of-the-road rescues I met my first week on the job, as new receptionist, at the vet’s. They have never been very healthy specimens ha, and we lost Ricky when he was twelve. Lucie has a heart murmur and might be a bit slow. She has a lovely little squeaky meow and is very vocal. She plays 5 - 10 min per day, usually chasing a pipe cleaner or laser toy beam around. She is super snuggly insatiable cuddle queen.  She loves to be combed, has lots of sweet happy sounds.  She does not like the sound of rain or hail or the roof, and would rather be out in a storm than to listen to it. Actually, she is easily startled by (loud) noises, and does well with a baseline of background noise, like the radio.
She hates dogs, and takes a long, long time to warm up to other cats. She snores.  Shall I go on?