Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Search for the Snow Leopard

I saw the cat named JohnConnor for the first time the other night.  Hopped up on the bed, let me scratch his little belly.  In the darkness he looked a little like this ...

Less hair, but still.

But now I haven't seen him for going on two days.  I thought the hopping on the bed thing was the start of a real relationship.

Maybe it's all a dream.

Maybe he's just not that into you.
Oh God.  I've turned into a self-help book.


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