Forever Sisters
My sister was recently in town for an extended period, and hadn’t spent that much time at home in many years. She stayed at my parents home, but I usually saw her everyday. We had a few unplanned adventures that reminded me of our younger selves, growing up on the farm.
Living out in the country, we were far from any clubs or activities, so most of the time we created our own fun since Mom rarely took us to town, we were best friends. On occasion…… well, probably more than we remember or will admit, we managed to get into mischief. Nothing bad, just normal, innocent, every day kid stuff. Like the time we ambushed a wild barn cat inside a make shift trap, so we could capture all her kittens in hopes to make them friendly.
We used our shiny, black patent, Barbie doll lunch boxes to transport them to our bedroom, where we put them in the bottom dresser drawer, lined with blankets. We were sure we could take care of all their needs; first order of business was tying pretty ribbons around their necks……they looked so cute! We also had the bright idea to ask Mom if we could eat dinner in our room…..we were quite busy…….she didn’t have a clue 4 or 5 wild kittens were in our room. If they meowed too loud we closed the dresser drawer to muffle the sound.
Our supper became their supper, I remember them agressively biting our fingers as we fed them little pieces of roast beef sandwiches…..they were so hungry. As the night wore on, they got hungrier and started meowing loudly……we were out of sandwiches and were long ago, tucked in bed. We were pretty sure if those kittens were discovered we would be in BIG trouble.
Our next bright idea was to put them back outside, and the only thing we could come up with was to lower them out the window, using the pretty ribbons tied around their necks. That’s exactly what we did, then scampered back to bed.
As you can guess, the next morning Mom found the shivering kittens all huddled together; it had rained. She was so mad, and if I remember correctly made my sister take most, if not all, the kittens back to the barn since she was the oldest.
We learned our lesson that mama kitty could take better care of her kittens than we could, but we had quite the adventure in the process. Just as the fun we created as little girls from years ago, we can still create the same fun as women.
So, to my beautiful sister, I can’t wait for our next fun endeavor and sharing many more laughs along the way as loving, forever sisters. Cinderella…….here’s to: devastated drivers, Dennis “quad”, Meryl “strep”, Pixie, Dixie and “pied”……OH, and maybe a niblet or two……more adventures await us……..love you!
xoxox…..Sheryl