I spent an hour yesterday putting all the dark coloured wool to the bottom of the basket so I wouldn't keep saying hello to it.Deep mourning is still being observed and I feel I should be putting on a black veil and breaking out the jet jewellery.
How bad is he? He hasn't cared that the beloved Ute is still parked in the street during school holidays and possums are peeing on it from the paperbark tree.
At least he's inherited the maternal genes, the paternal side would have taken her out for a .22 picnic. He never had the farming genes. If they said roast for Sunday, he'd go and let the chooks out.
I think it's my fault that I raised two SNAGS. Now if I could just get him married off to a girl who loves him as much as that cat did.
8 comments:
You are doomed. No girl can love quite the way a cat does.
Heartfelt hugs.
nothing is lovelier to behold than a sleeping cat. mourning is very healthy - keep it up.
Love = loss.
Oh God. I am so bloody negative.
EC, he so deserves one instead he fell in love across a crowded room with a ningnong.
Annie O, she loved the wool basket until the space heater went on. I can't believe it's been a week today and he is still shattered.
Frances, It's not negative, they just happen to go together when you have animals. Walking round the garden yesterday, I'm blessed with animals and all of them concrete including my protective dragon at the dragon entrance. If they break I can glue them together.
I so feel for you. I've said hello to rugs after losing a dog. :(
JDE, it wasn't so bad for me but the nephew broke my heart. I will now be content with my concrete menagerie except I picked up my soap holding frog in the bathroom this morning and it's legs fell off. No wonder I've packed my precious teddy bears away in tissue paper, I can't be trusted with anything.
Men who love cats are just that more attractive . . . .
Ohhhh..... cats and dogs' lives are so cruelly short and yet the risk of pain and heartache is worth it to experience the love.
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