The Fuzz…I’ve been home for the last few days. I’ve taken off work since I can’t seem to hold it together. I’m grieving, I’m exhausted, I’m thinking about Deb, my dad, my granny, Lumpy’s grandma, and Lumpy’s cat, Winter. I’m tired of death. I’m tired of thinking about who I am and what this terrible pattern is that I fall into. Realistically, I’m doing great. Most people could not be as okay as I am right now with all I’ve had to deal with. However. I’ve been observing the wildlife in our own home, taking comfort in fur, enjoying the four paw mentality, and attempting to live as they do. One moment at a time, and doing what my instinct tells me to do. Here is photo documentation of the evening activity of The Fuzz:
Note the tissue…this is Haggis McDanglePaw. He likes dirty tissue. This is his normal evening pose. Watching, dangling, waiting.
Yep, she’s in the middle of the only place to walk. Yep, we make her “BOUGE!!!” (move) everytime. Yep, she does this over and over and over and over and over and over.
Yep, this is Lily(aka Lillith Amelia) on my lap. Yes, she’s completely comfortable. No, I’m not entirely.
Guinness at her best/worst. She’s right between my legs. She’s so cute, but I still would love to beat her. “Hi lady, hi lady, hi lady, hi. Do you see me? Do you see me? I’m right here, do you see me? Hey, should we do something outside? Don’t you think you should take me out? Hey, lady, I love you. Do you see me? Hi lady. Do you see me? Hey, should we go out or something? Hey, hey, hey, hey…” (Approximate quote)
Oh, and here’s Winter, she’s the NICE one. Drinking from the bowl…:
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