whew
Yesterday i thought kenge (my kitty sent from heaven) had ran away. I searched every nook and crany in the house (and NOT the good kinds). I cried like a baby shaking his treat canister around the neighborhood calling for him (i probably looked psychotic). Finally when id resolved to wait for the night to try looking again i opened my door and who was sitting right there. Kenge. Looking hungary (probably he heard me shaking his food and calling his name outside). It was like a movie, i was like "OH KENGE!!" and hugged him and cried for atleast fifteen minutes, he was very confused. You don't realize how much you love something until you think he might have left you to go become a bad ass street kitty.
Im eating smoked gouda. mmmm. and reading a book about Vlad the Impaler aka DRAKULA.
k
Im eating smoked gouda. mmmm. and reading a book about Vlad the Impaler aka DRAKULA.
k