Ouch! My eye.
We ran out of mucky cat fud and I brazenly topped up the biscuit bowls and dared to go to bed. As punishment, Emily sat down next to my head, gently stretched out a paw in that way she does, and stuck a claw in my eye. Tears (of blood) before (second) bedtime.I Miss Emma
Emma and I met in Sydney for the weekend and now I don't know who I am or where I live. Actually, that's not true; those are two things I am acutely aware of. What I am having trouble with is the bifurcation of my percetion of time into when we are together and when we are apart. When we are together there is only together time. When we are apart my perception of apart time is continuous and together time is a wonderful memory. For example, I feel as if there have been seven working days so far this week and we saw Kingdom of Heaven
in about January.