If we don´t sleep, do we have dreams?
I need a break.
Max
Monday, 3 September 2012
Monday Monday,
back to work. Don´t you think I´m not busy because I´m a cat. I must tidy the cushions my way, I must explore underneath the sofa, there are some new tiny balls of fodder worth a taste although I´m not very hungry. My she-human is back home. She looks tired and her voice sounds weak. But I believe we´re doing better. It´s my duty to walk by her every single step she makes from one room to the other, cat´s pace, you know.
Elmo used to watch the washing machine at work, I find it boring without him. I still have the fish in the tank. But nothing is so funny if I must go for it alone.
I heard my she-human complaining about the fact some people go on saying "it was only a cat". As if a cat were only a cat, as if a friend were only a friend, as if a life were only a life.
Determination.
Monday Monday,
back to routine. If we don´t have any, we´ll make it new.
Because a friend is more than a friend, and Elmo is every flower in the balcony and every little shiny star we can see at night.
Max.
ps: I have the feeling some humans are set to suffer more than others, I know they love more as well
back to work. Don´t you think I´m not busy because I´m a cat. I must tidy the cushions my way, I must explore underneath the sofa, there are some new tiny balls of fodder worth a taste although I´m not very hungry. My she-human is back home. She looks tired and her voice sounds weak. But I believe we´re doing better. It´s my duty to walk by her every single step she makes from one room to the other, cat´s pace, you know.
Elmo used to watch the washing machine at work, I find it boring without him. I still have the fish in the tank. But nothing is so funny if I must go for it alone.
I heard my she-human complaining about the fact some people go on saying "it was only a cat". As if a cat were only a cat, as if a friend were only a friend, as if a life were only a life.
Determination.
Monday Monday,
back to routine. If we don´t have any, we´ll make it new.
Because a friend is more than a friend, and Elmo is every flower in the balcony and every little shiny star we can see at night.
Max.
ps: I have the feeling some humans are set to suffer more than others, I know they love more as well
Sunday, 2 September 2012
Our precious Elmo,
one week without you.
We feel very sad and low.
Our humans have no words for each other.
Our she-human has been sleeping the whole afternoon,
but I think she just wanted to flee from pain.
Wherever you are,
may you have flowers around,
because you love them and they love you.
Max
Saturday, 1 September 2012
So that my she-human and I cannot happen to sleep once again. At least it´s not workday and she´s not rushy. I feel a bit better, not her though, since I know big people need to put words to feelings and when these are grey words are darker. I´m such a philosophical cat, like all cats acually, I´d say she finds herself to be guilty of Elmo´s Sunday. Some people love us so much, they get so sick when going to the Town Hall Kennels, they remain sick days after. I read her thoughts, I can also see Elmo in that place before leaving us when my she-human looks at me into the eyes.
My friend would have loved the stories of My Little Animals.
I miss you, Elmo, I also try to put meows to my pain.
My friend would have loved the stories of My Little Animals.
I miss you, Elmo, I also try to put meows to my pain.
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