it's funny how she's now the least visible of my cats in general - even feralista nixie( former miss "i see dead humons"/ kill them all, let Bast sort them out 2006-8 presently miss lap cat love muffin cuddly boo bear 2009) is always out and about center stage-but i miss her very hidden presence so acutely. there's a saying about how very stealthily cats become the heart and soul of a home. it's so true.
so i don't get all fucked up all day long , it's time for some vinyl rummaging. then i promised to rebuild the girl's super cat tree in the sky. i just bought this fucking thing for them-it goes all the way up to the ceiling-and it broke. they loved it- they'd all pile on until it became a leaning tower of pussies. of course it's fallaparticle board so the metal fixtures snapped out of it. i found some smallish empty wooden wire spools and bought a pvc pipe. oh, yes.