by Gregg K on Thu Jul 03, 2008 1:26 am
Oh Dan, thank you. That was wonderful.
He was born under an oak tree with, I kid you not, a twelve foot diameter. I was there. His mother toted them one by one under my cabin in the woods. And even before that, when I had just moved in a year before, on a stormy night, there was a knock on the door, and it was her. She was feral and didn't want to stay. But was saying that she existed.
I lost his brother, Bart, a year ago. Bart evolved to the point where when I so much as turned on the Mazzer, he knew the milk wasn't far away. I would turn on the grinder and look over at the couch, and he'd give me that affirming look of understanding. Man, I miss that.
Well, so as to keep this somewhat off topic, and not totally cat related, I ordered one of the last Reneka Techno's in existance from Boyd. It should be here in a couple of days. Yee haw.
Now if I can only repair my soul.