Whatever hurt he almost got into with those kids today when I heard him screech and meow in fright is okay now. Lets hope I am truly simply paranoid. And God has no crazy stories of crazy kids about cats who talk for me to write. He was ravenous so he is not being fed elsewhere today. I am just getting to know this cat: he is very discrete at home and comes to me only here and there to chat and be fed. He sometimes sleeps with me on my bed for naps or at night for a while.

He is superbly fit but has a temperament closer to TumTum, a vagabond heart. Tummo or TumTum, our late runt, was certainly quite wild by the time we arrived to BC. In a perfect world, I would keep Laurel inside for the rest of the day.Hubby will resist.

I will one day marry Laurel I said in my crazy fun rants, when we are both humans.

Eternity is very long everyone, and for sure, the most discrete lovers of yours in your life are the most important. I really dont think i will ever know my father from up close again. Too bad. 

I am so sick to my stomach of fear for Laurel. Intuition or paranoia? I kind of live in tense fear this morning. It is a mental state simply. Lama Gyurme is siging his chants on The lama's chant, a fine album to hear a monotonous singing with some depth.