Love is..
I am deeply, hopelessly, unequivocally in love.
I held him today, and touched him, and stroked his face, and looked into his eyes. I can hardly bear to not do these things, of course, but I have to let him go sometimes, or he will feel trapped and annoyed with time.
I cannot describe the adoration I feel for him.
I cannot explain how I felt the day I knew he was mine forever and always.
I am, of course, referring to my beloved, darling, dearest aakhu
I scooped him up just now, because he was annoying his sister. I noticed that his nails were getting a bit sharp, so I cradled him on my legs while I trimmed away. I then looked into his eyes and realized from the expression on his face that he was in absolute bliss. Sure enough, he was purring (and drooling--one of his little quirks). He's the only cat that I know who enjoys getting a nail trimming.
So I held him and made him purr and drool for a while, lost for a moment in his beautiful face. He doesn't smile; he never has, he's such a serious little creature, but he expresses his feelings very clearly in other ways. Madelyne smiles--a lot--but Aakhu? Never.
The day he became mine, I became nearly whole. I adore him so much.
I held him today, and touched him, and stroked his face, and looked into his eyes. I can hardly bear to not do these things, of course, but I have to let him go sometimes, or he will feel trapped and annoyed with time.
I cannot describe the adoration I feel for him.
I cannot explain how I felt the day I knew he was mine forever and always.
I am, of course, referring to my beloved, darling, dearest aakhu
I scooped him up just now, because he was annoying his sister. I noticed that his nails were getting a bit sharp, so I cradled him on my legs while I trimmed away. I then looked into his eyes and realized from the expression on his face that he was in absolute bliss. Sure enough, he was purring (and drooling--one of his little quirks). He's the only cat that I know who enjoys getting a nail trimming.
So I held him and made him purr and drool for a while, lost for a moment in his beautiful face. He doesn't smile; he never has, he's such a serious little creature, but he expresses his feelings very clearly in other ways. Madelyne smiles--a lot--but Aakhu? Never.
The day he became mine, I became nearly whole. I adore him so much.