"One day in the subway, James saw a red cat with a wound to the leg that likely resulted from a fight with another cat. It was obvious that the cat needed help. James could not pass and took the cat to the vet. With a little medical treatment and prescription drugs, the cat quickly recovered. At that point, James found it impossible to say goodbye to Street Cat Bob. Bob followed James everywhere he went. As James played the guitar on the street and Bob sat nearby, revenues increased dramatically. People found it difficult to pass when they looked at the cute kitty. James went on to write a book describing their adventures in the street which was full of life – both dramatic and comedic. In the book, James says that he could not have imagined how meeting Bob would change his life. His friendship with the cat healed him from a life that had been very hard. Most likely, if Bob could speak, he would say the same thing.”
The third pic from the bottom is priceless. :)
Looked at my desk this morning and realized I may have a bit of a problem
"the inconsistencies of the human heart"
caught that line in some article a couple weeks back. it’s been stuck with me ever since
i’m up reading old conversations
Today, Chubby woke up from a late night nap (we take naps late at night because I am a bad Mummy that keeps my dog up bc of work) with the LOUDEST yawn. It was the cutest thing ever. Now he’s nestled against my right side while I’m working on the computer. He kept gazing up at me so I looked down and made some funny faces at him. I did this a couple times and noticed that every time I made eye contact his tail would thump a few times against the blanket. I was feeling all, AWW WE’RE HAVING A MOMENT and then he farted. And I got a whiff of that stinky dog breath. haha. Oh Chubby wubby.
"It is often what is immutable that ends up defining us."
- Andrew Solomon
Better in the context of the radio interview… but wanted to get it down before I forgot. Most famous for The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression, he also wrote a book on Soviet artists during glasnost. Just my kind of writer… happy discovery for the day