Two heated beds are in the two room cat house, there’s one on the right side, as well, and the snug one in front. The heated beds turn on when she’s on them, and turn off when she’s not. This tent is right by my French doors, which I keep open, hoping she’ll come inside.
This is how it looks at night. That’s her heated water dish on the left and one of the Foo Dogs. LOL She’s okay with the two dogs in her space. We talked about it.
Kitty was a stray. She lived on the street and often slept in doorways and back yards. People would often pet her and call her by name. She belonged to everyone and was well cared for.
But Kitty wasn’t like other dogs. She had an active imagination and the heart of a poet. She would walk through town, dreaming that she had a family who loved her. Now and then, her dreams showed up in the shadows around her. When she dreamed, she was never alone. Her imaginary family was always with her and she was always loved.
Photo: Gato Villanova
I sing
because I can
I sing
because I’m happy
I sing
because my heart is full
of joy
and love
I sing
because I can fly
Photo: Natalya Letunova
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dream
of soft caresses
kisses
and hugs
treats
good food
and a soft bed
dream
of running free
of hearing laughter
and your name
called by
someone you love
dream
Photo: Fabian Gieske
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Written
on October 9, 2021