Monday, February 2, 2009

kitty balls


I'm having my kitten's manhood removed tomorrow, and I feel a little badly about it because I know he has no idea what is coming for him. I wonder it would be like to be told that by tomorrow, you will have no more balls. What would you do in the meantime? Maybe it's better to just not know, and to continue living your life in kitty bliss not realizing that you are about to completely change in so many ways in just a few hours.

Holding hands with Obama

Obama and I were heading out onto a helipad from the White House and he grabbed my hand while we ran outside. The press saw that it was the President and came running towards us, snapping our photos and yelling questions while we ran, hand in hand, to his helicopter. Once inside, we nuzzled each other closely as we rose in the air... and then this scene replayed itself in my dream all morning.