September 4th, 2009



The night before last, I had an awful dream that my kitten was terribly injured and in lots of pain, and there was nothing I could do. It was a graphic and terrible injury which would have been instant death in real life, but in the dream he was still alive and it was extremely heart-wrenching.

It wasn't too long after I woke from that nightmare that my real kitten was wondering why I was being extra cuddly and willfully sharing a plate of chicken with him.