Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Azrael

It's always nice to come home and have the cat greet you at the door and then curl up on your lap. At least Azrael lets me know I am loved and appreciated. He's my baby. And to think he was once psychotic and just attacked all the time. I was hesitant to take him when I moved. But he has really calmed down in the meantime. I think Azrael kept me sane during my time off. He gave me love, adoration, and someone to talk to.

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