He's My Favorite Boy
After being sick with a nasty case of the crud, taking critters to the vet, having a mini “break down” (hahaha "mini"), changing meds…AGAIN, almost quitting my job, finding out D is being transferred (AGAIN) and blah, blah, blah...All in a mere 7 day span.... Seriously. Here’s my little slice of heaven. I’d like to stay like this, with him, for the next six months.
This grainy cell phone picture captures the all too elusive yet intensely coveted “nap time” in the Aza household.
This grainy cell phone picture captures the all too elusive yet intensely coveted “nap time” in the Aza household.
Labels: Goofy Pics, Rants Raves And Bitching In General, Saving Grace
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Oh I so can relate. When I've had a bad day/week/month/life and my cat allows it, I love to bury my face in the side of her belly or neck, breathe in her smell and just relax. Then I cover her face with kisses. Then she runs away.
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