Rocky is a love and completely neurotic. He was rescued from a terrible situation as a kitten, and it's left him scarred. He's a worrier about his people; it's one of his many charming traits.
Rocky stares at me past the pumpkins. He worries when I go outside. *I* worry when you go outside! I am happy to see you enjoying your camera so much and sharing it with us :)
Oh, I'm fine :) I need to go out more when it's cloudy like that. I'm getting no exercise at all anymore, and that's way more harmful than tramping around out in the bushes.
Well, it just so happens that he's available :) I know, I know. But really, he's just your type. OK, I'll quit now. We could smuggle him across the border and meet you in Phillie! Really, I'm done!
It's a very weird fall around here. Some trees are completely bare, but there are still loads that haven't even started to turn yet. It's been cool and windy and rainy; we've even had the heat on. No doubt it'll be heading your way soon. You have been warned :)
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*I* worry when you go outside!
I am happy to see you enjoying your camera so much and sharing it with us :)
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I love that picture of Morse and his mom... so sweet. I do love an orange kitty...
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Heh.
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