The past few mornings, Keetah has been extra snuggly and cute. Whereas she usually sits on the floor below my sleeping head and meows pitifully for food beginning around 5:45 am, recently she has been jumping onto the bed and insisting upon lying right next to me. Although this wakes me up each time she moves around, I find it an improvement over the insistent meowing.
With Keetah in my arms, I dream about cats and often carry Keetah around in my dreams.
I think she knows something’s up. Something BIG. Something that makes me sad in a good way.
I don’t have a new photo of Keetah to post, so here’s one of my favorites from last year:
A co-worker just gave me a squash the size of a small child. I can’t wait to carry it on the train and bus this evening.
I’ve found a terrific blog with tons of restaurant reviews for Albuquerque. We’re set.