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Hello, thanks very much for following back. I like your blog and your style! Have a nice day/life.

You’re welcome, I only followed back because I liked your blog. And you write, I like that :3

One shouldn't wish on space hardware just as one shouldn't reach out to perpetuallytransitory, apparently.

Someone knows the sooong. c:

He'll come around. I feel it deep down in my heart. <3 It was fate. He just does not have the foresight to see it yet.

I came across a touching post from Matthew (downtherebythetrain) about the recent loss of a beloved cat named Tilly. And it reminded me of the importance of pets in our lives and how they really, truly, become part of our family circle. The loss of a pet is absolutely heartbreaking and creates a void in our lives where that loved friend once resided. I lost a most cherished cat named Simba a few years back. I had saved Simba from the streets - he was just a scrawny little kitten whose bones were sticking out because he was so emaciated. I immediately ran to get some food and water and he climbed all over me and purred the loudest cat purr I have ever heard. My parents told me to never bring him in the house - so I smuggled him in inside of my robe pocket. Simba was now a part of the Carlson family. Loved by many, he was often called man whore - he loved everyone. Crawled all over them, rubbed his face all over them, pawed at them for more attention - and the best bit was he would climb up you if you were holding him to rest across your shoulders like a lamb. He preferred it this way. A few years back Simba went outside in usual fashion (my parents live on the mississippi river) to go on cat adventures outside. My parents had neglected to tell me that after a week and a half he never came back. They also neglected to tell me that there were a string of local pets that had gone missing. Simba would in fact sometimes go missing for a few days - but he would always return. no matter what. We later found out that the culprit of the missing animals was a pack of coyotes that had inhabited the woods near our neighborhood. Simba has still not returned home and at the time it broke my heart - in fact it still does. I like to believe that a new family took him in, saw how hungry he was, how kind and playful, and made him a new part of their family. I miss that guy everyday. Everyone misses him. And no cat in the world will ever be able to take his place.

#cats #loss #love #pets #downtherebythetrain

I like your bunny and dress sense. Have a nice day and/or life.

Why thank you. Sadly its not my bunny, but I'll accept the compliment for whoever ends up the proud owner of that cutie. And thank you for my dress comment, much appreciated.

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