Poofy-Tailed Cat
The Brat just about opened the front screen door trying to be territorial. There was another cat on the sidewalk. It was highly amusing to me to watch him race between the screen door and the front window. The hissing was particularly amusing to me. The funniest part was that the other cat on the sidewalk was just sitting there minding his own business. I'm so happy I have such a companion in this life.
I just re-read an email and reply to one of my good friends about the time when my cat went missing. I was heart-broken and there was nothing I could do about it. Her support, and others', was amazing. I know that if I went to her now with anything, the response would be the same although we seem to have grown apart. It seems odd how easily friends slip into acquaintances even though the same feelings are there. The social situation that exists is strangely awkward - this person I used to say anything to, I'm now afraid I'm going to offend just because we haven't talked in a while. And yet, I'm sure the path goes both ways when I say that if that person ever came to me asking for anything, I'd do everything in my power to make whatever the trouble is go away or make it better. Of course, the cat came back (I should've trusted in Fred Penner) ten days later.
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