She also is going to be saving me a lot of trouble when it comes to the death of my cat.
|Alan Wilder in his younger, |
more handsome days.
Ally is definitely on death's door (incidentally, the title of a nice Depeche Mode song). I haven't had her checked out because she hates the vet with a passion rivaled only by the heat of a thousand white hot suns. Last time she went, several years ago, she went crazy and bit the crap out of my hand--tore a chunk as I recall--and had to be sedated.
Taking her to the vet when it comes time to put her down is not what I want for her last moments on earth, no matter how annoying she is.
|Ally in plumper times. She's about|
half the size now. :(
I'm going somewhere with all this, I really am.
Last week, Roni Loren posted about the "rules" some bloggers have about supporting one another. You know, you'll comment on my blog only if I comment on yours, that kind of thing. She mentioned how silly it was, and I happen to agree. I wanted to show you with my story above how making connections out of your fellow writers and bloggers can touch your life in unexpected ways. Quite apart from providing critiques that will most assuredly rocket me to fame and fortune as a NYT bestselling author, KLM has unwittingly solved a pressing cat issue through her connections.
|I don't want to eat your cat, |
I want to eat you.
I'm glad I didn't just play the game of reciprocity-on-demand. It'll make for a much better eventual passing for Ally.
How about you? Have you engaged in meaningful bloggy connections, or have you gotten mired in the quid pro quo game? You don't have to feel bad if you did. Just know there are wonderful things to be had when you let those games go and....connect.