Friday, November 26, 2010

A rodent, two cats and an Orthodox church (no, it's not the beginning of a joke)

My nickname in high school, and to this day, is Souris, which means "mouse" in France. A lot of my high school and freshman year of college friends said I reminded them of a rodent. Something about the way I eat entire pieces of fruit or look nervously glance around me. I also have a lot of affection for rodents, especially squirrels.



Brent told me he wasn't a big fan of the stop sign in the middle; I think it gives the photo a more urban feel.

Brent's neighbors had very tasty looking raspberries and strawberries, but they were also always around, so I never tried any. I should have stealthily gone by at night to feast on them. 


One of the things I do a lot is cry. I'm one of the most sensitive people you'll ever meet. If I see a dead animal on the side of the road, you can be sure that I'll think of it for days, or possibly months. My chest will tighten at its mere mention. I typically stop watching movies after an animal has been injured or killed. That's where I draw the line. Kill a person, and it pains me, kill an animal, and I get nauseous and leave the room. I don't watch wildlife documentaries for that reason. So when I saw this reward poster, and I read the last line "reward for kitty or corpse", the thought that someone could bring back that cute cat's corpse made my heart bleed. I stared at the poster, on the verge of tears, and thought about that line for days.

To leave you on a happier note, here is the single greatest sleeping arrangement you'll ever see.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I completely adore your blog! I was reading the missing kitty line and that made me sad too.