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why do we wait for crises to tell people things like how much they matter to us? what if the crisis ends in a situation that means that we can never tell them? i feel like the world is so much fuller of negativity than of support, appreciation, and love, and sometimes that makes me really sad. i think maybe i was going to write more about this, but right now i am so just horribly fundamentally tired in my soul that i can hardly think straight.
in happier news...i bought a little harness and leash and am starting to take skylar on "walks." i don't know how much he's going to end up actually walking as such...but i'm slowly getting him acclimated to being outside. he's such a little fraidy cat! but he's already starting to get more comfortable with it and i think he's going to end up really enjoying it.
in happier news...i bought a little harness and leash and am starting to take skylar on "walks." i don't know how much he's going to end up actually walking as such...but i'm slowly getting him acclimated to being outside. he's such a little fraidy cat! but he's already starting to get more comfortable with it and i think he's going to end up really enjoying it.