I'm probably going to need to blog about this.

to get my thoughts in order.
okay so I'm teaching art now, full time, three grades of TAG art, three grades of regular art.
I've been to meetings from 8-4 every day and then two evening back to school nights, and probably I am not getting paid for all this, but tomorrow, school starts.

This afternoon I came home from school for lunch and Mr. C. said "a cat bit me, look, (and showed me his arm) she was laying in the middle of the street and I didn't want her to get run over so I picked her up and put her on the sidewalk."

so while he was riding to get himself a hot chocolate at the local convenience store, he met this cat

And at first I was like, dude, you can't just go pick up every cat you see.

And a little later I was like, dude, what if that cat had rabies. He insisted she was a beautiful and healthy cat with no scratches or marks on her. Because if a cat looks healthy, hey, why not. But of course we talked about it more and more, Logie & John were home too, and C became terrified he was going to die in 10 days. And by terrified I mean, red faced, crying, lying on couch with big teardrop spots on the couch fabric, and rigid body, unwilling to be hugged or comforted, moaning that he's gonna die. So I stuck him in the van and he showed me where the cat was. Look there's the cat. She was sitting on the sidewalk, eating cat food from a can, being overseen by a very small boy. So I asked him, where does this cat live, and he showed me the owner's house. He said she's nice, she rubs their legs. So I said, Do you ever pick her up? No,  She doesn't like to be picked up she attacks us. She also does not like us to touch her feet. So while I'm talking to the little boy, Mr. C. marched right up to the owner's door and he knocked on the door to ask about the rabies vaccination. Of course nobody answered the door.

Well. Okay then, so I wrote down the address, went home, and deliberated. She looks healthy, she hangs out with healthy looking little kids, she has an owner. If we call animal control and the owners don't really want her, she will end up in quarantine for 10 days and then probably euthanized if she's sort of feral. Our animal control doesn't really keep a lot of cats around unless they're super cute and friendly. On the other hand, if we don't check on this cat, and Mr. C. gets sick, wow. We don't even want to think about it. So I called them and they sent an officer out to interview him. He explained what happened and where the house was, and listed each and every item on their front porch. She said she'd go look for the cat & owners. Everybody felt slightly better. John & the kids went to mow his lawn, I went back to school because I was missing a meeting. Before I had gotten to the classroom, the animal control officer called me, stating she confirmed with the cat's vet, she has had all the shots she needed and more, and unless I wanted her impounded for being a vicious cat, the owners would be allowed to quarantine her for 10 days in their home. I felt like this was a good solution, because a.) Mr. C. had no business picking up somebody else's cat anyway. b) The little boy feeding the cat really seemed to like her. There really was no reason to impound the cat at animal control since the owners were willing to keep her in the house. (Sure they were.)

So yeah.

Also I made myself a name tag to go in the little square framey thing that has my door number and a space for a name on 5.5 x 3.75 inch paper. I also decided to decorate the room's large expanse of white cinderblock walls with black tape and some colorful squares in the style of De Stijl. Since the school was recently re-decorated in greenish and brownish paint stripes and accent walls, because those are the colors of our floor tile accents, I used the colors of the floor tiles instead of red and yellow and blue. So that is what my nametag looks like outside my door, and I used Bauhaus typeface because the Bauhaus was influenced by De Stijl. Probably the only appropriate use of Bauhaus typeface in the history of casual amateur desktop publishing.  I'll have to post a picture later, I just wanted to get home & cook dinner.

I have decided that making lists is good because then I get the satisfaction of crossing off the stuff on the list. I crossed off two things today.