what was lost

Mar 17, 2008 01:20

When I was a little girl I was very attached to my possessions. If something went missing I would be racked for days with torturous longing and recurring dreams of wandering around the streets of a twisted city looking looking looking while the thing I search for always eluded me. It is glimpsed on pavements, half-sighted around corners, out of ( Read more... )

sadness, cat drawmah, tales of love & grief

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chiller March 17 2008, 10:23:30 UTC
Oh, come back Zelda! The boys say COME BAAAAAAACK!

Cat solidarity. xxx

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cumbrianheart March 17 2008, 10:56:45 UTC
*crossing everything and sending out prayers*
xxx

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haggisthesecond March 17 2008, 12:28:33 UTC
aww, I'm thinking of you and hope the cat comes back the very next day.

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sleeperesque March 17 2008, 13:53:53 UTC
Aw, I'm sorry. Cats do this when you least expect it and usually come back themselves after a few days. But I know you know that. In the meantime, keep wandering around calling her name. She's not likely to be too far.

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jadedlibertine March 17 2008, 16:52:21 UTC
I hope she comes back :(

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