Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Owen and Me
owen is curled up by my side squished between the couch back, a lap top and a microwavable heating pads. no place for a kitty. He has the most amazing way of curling up into the tiniest spaces. He waits for the pet, the hug, and has tolerated all my pulling out his matted hair today so well. He lives in the now. He is happy most of the time and complains rarely even when he can't really move. I guess all I need is to have someone one pet and feed me and I could be the same way. Maybe I should invest in an auto-feeder.
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