Someone call my family, I won’t be home for dinner. Possibly ever.

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Someone call my family, I won’t be home for dinner. Possibly ever.
Had to pull the car over and get out when I saw this one 🤩🔮
“I think there is a certain age, for women, when you become fearless. It may be a different age for every woman, I don’t know. It’s not that you stop fearing things: I’m still afraid of heights, for example. Or rather, of falling — heights aren’t the problem. But you stop fearing life itself. It’s when you become fearless in that way that you decide to live. Perhaps it’s when you come to the realization that the point of life isn’t to be rich, or secure, or even to be loved — to be any of the things that people usually think is the point. The point of life is to live as deeply as possible, to experience fully. And that can be done in so many ways.”
— Theodora Goss (via thatkindofwoman)
In 1952, a cat wandered into a classroom at Elysian Heights Elementary School, Echo Park, California, and here begins the story of one of the world’s most adored cats. After this cat came back to the same classroom each morning, the children decided to name him “Room 8″ after the number of their classroom. Room 8, just like the children, left the school for the summer and would always return on the very first day of the new year. This pattern continued each year until his death in 1968.
Room 8 became a celebrity in his own right, receiving letters from fans worldwide after appearing in Look Magazine, and even inspiring a book entitled “A Cat Called Room 8” and a song entitled “Room 8: The School Cat.” Following his death in 1968, his obituary in the Los Angeles Times ran three paragraphs, like any other well-loved celebrity. His obituary even ran in papers as far away as Connecticut.
He is buried in the Los Angeles Pet Memorial Park in Calabasas, California, and Elysian Heights Elementary School has a wall mural and etched tributes on the side walk in commemoration of this wonderful cat that taught a lot of young children a lesson in love and compassion.
Winter in SoCal. 🌟
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Almost there 🧩😬
True love is when your cat digs all the q-tips out of your wastebasket and lays in them. 🤷🏻♀️
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My bf left the door open while I was at work and a fly got in. Now I have to change the locks.
Alice Walker and her cat Frida.
Excerpt from Alice Walker, “The Richness of the Very Ordinary Stuff”: A Conversation with Jody Hoy (1994).
Wise words.
When you want the sweater, but not that much.
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but
for the heart to conquer it.
Rabindranath Tagore
LA offers up the best traffic light scenes. This guy, zen as can be, sweet slides and a wink.