Monday, December 29, 2008

Tangled up in Blue

Its been a while I have had something to Chronicle regarding my beloved Owen. He sleeps and as my friend “Denise says, “He eats like a horse.” He goes through one can during the day and another at night. These are all signs that maybe just maybe he will be the first cat ever to not die. At least he will be the cat that never dies in my heart.
My family made homage to my dear sweet feline, I now have a plaque that reads, “Only my cat understands me.” In this case I fear it might be true but I have worked hard to be more open with friends. With family I work to protect myself more, and am happier for it. My body continues to be a struggle between what I want to believe to be true and what is true…ugh. Owen continues to struggle with hobbling or as a friend recently mentioning…click click click click go the nails that I am too afraid to have clipped. He is just a little slower, a little older, a little louder, and a little closer to this loving heart of mine.
He is beyond happy about the new blue down comforter that spends more time tangled than spread over the bed. It works for him and it keeps me warm. Its just another comfort for the both of us after a long hard day of not getting to snuggle next to one another b/c one of us has to pay the proverbial bills.

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