snow. well if you didnt know it was snowing you must be living in a cupboard or on another planet.
at least waking up today i found proper snow, properly piled, properly fluffy that you could walk through and leave footprints in.
the close and the back courtyard it leads to:
recently i have been thinking about Kitty - remembering Kitty. those who have known me long enough will remember her. she died in september 1993. i could never get another cat, never replace her. anyway, for some inexplicable reason i have recently been thinking a lot about a cat - another oriental one - and am beginning to obsesse (obssese?) about it to the point of googling them online. Oh Dear. A Bee in My Bonnet.
i imagine a small kitten and training it to have a harness for taking for walks (you couldnt do that with a moggy cat) (i dont think anyway)(orientals are part monkey, part dog and part cat so you can).
Oh Dear oh dear...
i Cant have a cat.
i cant seem to stop thinking about it.
if i got one, i'd have to have two.
how expensive is that, how much of a responsibility is that..
oh gawd
To Cap It All R4 is now broadcasting a morning reading all about someone living somewhere rural who finds a kitten and rescues it against his better nature, and it all just goes to feed into my cat-bee.
the kitten runs up to sit on his shoulder, clawing his clothes and various parts of his skin in the process. i remember that. i remember the hairs - no more black jumpers. in fact jumpers in general go in for a bashing - all that happy cat-knitting.
yes and the cold nose right up on my nose, the paw swipe 'hey pay attention', the greeting when i get home - 'me me me givemeacuddle carryme carryme' - the furry hug, head nestling into my neck. i could never replace kitty which is why it is such a surprise to find myself suddenly so struck.
so maybe writing it down will help get the bee out. release the bee.
think about other things.
at least waking up today i found proper snow, properly piled, properly fluffy that you could walk through and leave footprints in.
the close and the back courtyard it leads to:
i imagine a small kitten and training it to have a harness for taking for walks (you couldnt do that with a moggy cat) (i dont think anyway)(orientals are part monkey, part dog and part cat so you can).
Oh Dear oh dear...
i Cant have a cat.
i cant seem to stop thinking about it.
if i got one, i'd have to have two.
how expensive is that, how much of a responsibility is that..
oh gawd
To Cap It All R4 is now broadcasting a morning reading all about someone living somewhere rural who finds a kitten and rescues it against his better nature, and it all just goes to feed into my cat-bee.
the kitten runs up to sit on his shoulder, clawing his clothes and various parts of his skin in the process. i remember that. i remember the hairs - no more black jumpers. in fact jumpers in general go in for a bashing - all that happy cat-knitting.
yes and the cold nose right up on my nose, the paw swipe 'hey pay attention', the greeting when i get home - 'me me me givemeacuddle carryme carryme' - the furry hug, head nestling into my neck. i could never replace kitty which is why it is such a surprise to find myself suddenly so struck.
so maybe writing it down will help get the bee out. release the bee.
think about other things.
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Lots love for 2010, M xxx
yes, the snow must be lovely out there. hope you are warm enough. its been years since snow actually settled in town, so its been quite nice. Hope you had a nice xmas. Lots love to you too for 2010 - T xxxxxxxxxxx