Last night, just a few hours after my last post, my sister-in-law (Rachel) asked me if we could keep an eye on her animals while she, and my brother-in-law (Chace) are out of town (today through Saturday evening).
I kid you not.
This raises the current number of family pets in our care to: 12 dogs (including Meeka), 11 cats, 1 horse, and a Partridge in a pear tree. Okay, so I was just kidding about the Partridge, but the rest is 100% factual truth. With yesterday’s add-ons, the grand total is 24 pets from a four separate families (including our own).
Do you think maybe the Universe is trying to send me some sort of message? Maybe, “you should become a Vet, or “you should open your own kennel,” or “you should take up a Superhero gig similar to Mighty Dog and/or Catwoman on the weekends?”
Okay, I’ll admit, maybe I haven’t quite determined the specific details of the message yet, but given the “too coincidental to actually be a coincidence” nature of the last few days, it seems highly possible.