Be it known: there are no funny-looking kittens.
Erm…on second thought, be it known: I am full of well-meaning baloney.
October 29th, 2010
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Lost and found in the “mine”
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Funny thing, this business of ownership.
These pink polka-dot socks on my feet are mine. The half-finished cup vat of green tea on my desk is mine. Your patience with my strange sense of humor is all yours (bless your heart). But in what sense - if any - is a cat really yours or mine? Do we - can we - ever own a living, feeling soul wrapped in purr and fur and awesomeness?
September 22nd, 2010
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Life, death and kittenpalooza
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As Chance (or Yoda) would be happy to tell you, when 80,000 years old you are, care what people say you don’t.
It’s less expected to find such wisdom from younger sages…much younger sages. Unless those sages happen to be Miley and Millie and Arugula and Endive.
