Everything changes, only this way it can go on being the same.
To our precious cats - Max, the philosophical gardener, (March 5th, 2006 - February 23rd, 2013) and Elmo, the artistic climber (April 2nd, 2007 - August 28th, 2012). In loving memory.
Sunday, 3 March 2013
Saturday, 2 March 2013
Good morning everyone,
It is sunny and I have been playing for a long while. I am almost ready
for a nap on the sofa.
Today a kitty has come home for us to meet her. Isabel has brought her.
It is very nice. She reminds us of Max, her eyes…
She can´t live with us yet because of my FIP. She has been taken to the
vet´s and the results will come on Monday. Then humans will see: if the kitty
is infected with FIP, she will come home quickly. If she is not, she will be
vaccinated and in some days she will live with us.
I am willing to have a friend. I think I am smaller. It seems I am cute.
I am not sure what it means, but my humans say I am very cute and we have
learnt about my character and mood on the Internet…
It is a long weekend here. It means humans at home, kissy-kissy on the
sofa, TV shows and naps together.
Thak you!
Friday, 1 March 2013
I don´t understand how Max can be inside this little box that my humans
have brought home tonight, but they look sad. I want to cheer them up but I am
a bit low too. I am a baby. I can´t do more than this… lick cheeks, play
hide-and-seek, look cute… and watch TV on the sofa with them. We may meet a
kitty tomorrow. Do you think she will like me? I want to have a friend again.
And I also miss Max. Life shows different shapes. I am in love with life.
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