we all lost something, we had to dream away.
Happy birthday to me.
I actually intended this to be a long, positive entry, but after what I've come to realized today. I deleted the whole chunk of it.
If you're not aware, there is a high chance that one of my beloved cats has passed away. No one knows what happened to him. He disappeared one day and never came back. Knowing him, he isn't that sort to go AWOL. Most probably something bad happened to him and I must accept that. The cat feeders told me that it was sad that no one adopted him and that he fell ill, most likely crawled somewhere and died, without anyone's knowledge.
Perhaps I've not openly expressed this enough, but I did love him more than I love baby. You may have thought otherwise because baby is the fun and extroverted cat. But for me personally, black kitty was always there, running up to you whenever you are, even if you had not seen him for weeks. Had an uncanny and heartwarming ability of appearing before your eyes just before you decide to give up looking for him. He was the cat which would follow you to the ends of the earth, not by clawing your jeans, attacking your ankles, chasing after the dangled string or leaping onto your lap. But by his sheer and unconditional love of just wanting to be close to you even if the world was ending. Really. :)
The photoshoot in which I've been wanting to post up a long time.
Fin//
I actually intended this to be a long, positive entry, but after what I've come to realized today. I deleted the whole chunk of it.
If you're not aware, there is a high chance that one of my beloved cats has passed away. No one knows what happened to him. He disappeared one day and never came back. Knowing him, he isn't that sort to go AWOL. Most probably something bad happened to him and I must accept that. The cat feeders told me that it was sad that no one adopted him and that he fell ill, most likely crawled somewhere and died, without anyone's knowledge.
Perhaps I've not openly expressed this enough, but I did love him more than I love baby. You may have thought otherwise because baby is the fun and extroverted cat. But for me personally, black kitty was always there, running up to you whenever you are, even if you had not seen him for weeks. Had an uncanny and heartwarming ability of appearing before your eyes just before you decide to give up looking for him. He was the cat which would follow you to the ends of the earth, not by clawing your jeans, attacking your ankles, chasing after the dangled string or leaping onto your lap. But by his sheer and unconditional love of just wanting to be close to you even if the world was ending. Really. :)
The photoshoot in which I've been wanting to post up a long time.
Fin//