LOVE

My cat and I are in love. I'm obsessed with the little baby sawyer, and I'm certain he is obsessed with me. I am certain because he greets me at the door when I get home, sleeps with me, cuddles me, purrs in my ear, and follows me around. We have become even closer in the last week, and I know why. My kitten and I are both separated from our loves. Sawyer and Lemon were litter brothers, adopted at the same time by my former roommate and I. They were recently separated. In a perfect world they would both be with me, but Lemon's mommy loves him and wants him with her. Sadly, the two boys, inseparable for the first 6 months of their lives must now brave the world alone. No one to snuggle with ,or play with when Mumma (me!) is at work, and no one to help clean the hard to reach places, or take naps with in the sun. I understand how my little Sawyer feels. My love lives far away. He studies biology and is almost finished with his degree. We have hope to be together again soon, and we visit frequently. Baby Sawyer may never be close with his brother again. I'm sorry Baby! It is love that has complicated this all. But, I promise I will love you forever, and at the very least, I will never separate from you. <3

sawyer and mark

meows in love

guilty

chowtime

in the middle of a cloud

my love will turn you on.

dear hamer,

i love you. i'm glad you're not lactose intolerant. i would like to have breakfast with you. i would like to have afternoon tea with you. i like the grand canyon with you. i'll let you see me in my undies. i love you.

18 days away

i love you.

Skinner

these are photos by my friend lindsey skinner. linds and nick, my bf, moxie cat

i like her pictures and i like lindsey. and nick. and moxie. and i love mark.

meet me halfway

young hearts

young hearts be free tonight,

time is on your side <3

missed connections

i love reading missed connections. i always hope someone missed me. Sophie Blackall, who has an etsy shop, illustrates the connections from craigslist.

this week in los angeles:

"Hi. A few hours ago (around 7 or 8 on Thurs)...you were in the dairy section. I was in the produce/chips section. We just made eye contact for a second. You were on your cell phone_you have longish hair and look somewhat Portland-Northwest-ish. I'm blonde, hair was up, wearing a blue shirt.
For some reason, I'm still thinking about you. Strange.
Anyway, thought I'd put this 'out there....' "

i always hope they find each other.

-t

oh kittsss

i met you on the street. you let me hold you. i wanted to take you home.

i love you.

farewell little kitty

i'll be looking at the moon, but i'll be seeing you

I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other.

Moon River, wider than a mile,

I'm crossing you in style some day.

Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,

wherever you're going I'm going your way.

Two drifters off to see the world.

There's such a lot of world to see.

We're after the same rainbow's end--

waiting 'round the bend,

my huckleberry friend,

Moon River and me.

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