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Wow...so there are more creatures like you, huh?!

:)

You look happy in those pictures!

You also - heh heh - look a little like...

...like you don't know what to do with yourself.

Question:  If there is a herd of herding dogs all together, who does the herding...and who is herded??

;)

It's been a while since I've been around another cat.

To be honest, I usually prefer the company of humans to other cats.

Cats can just be so...

catty!

;)

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This is a question I've been pondering:  when your human picks you up and moves you far away to a new place,

and everything is different in that new place,

does anything remain the same in your life?  If so, what remains the same?

Some of the smells are the same...

but some are so different.  The ones that are carried on the air through the window,

lingering around my nose when I'm snoozing in the sunlight -

those are different.

The smells on the pillows and blankets are the same.

And Ginnia smells the same...

But Ginnia has changed.  She is distracted these days.

When she comes home, she seems to be thinking of all kinds of things.

Sometimes I feel like she's too busy to spend time with her ol' cat.

But then...

she'll pick me up and snuggle her chin next to mine.

Then she'll let me jump up next to her on the couch and purr while she types on that computer thing -

(that boxy thing that plays music, you know) -

and she'll pet me absently, 

and every once in a while, 

she'll say, "Essie!  How are ya doing, Essie?"

and she'll smile at me.

So Ginnia changes, but the moments she remembers I exist are nice.

 Sometimes, even though the scenery here in this apartment in Colorado is different

from the scenery back in that little one-bedroom apartment in Iowa I used to share 

with you and Ginnia and Janie,

there are moments (now, for example),

that make me feel almost like I never left home.

I'm lying on my back, stretching my front paws, purring,

and Ginnia is playing music on the computer.

Soft light from a couple lamps and a candle is making me drowsy and comfy.

I feel at home at this moment.

If only I could look up and see your big orange ears somewhere.

Siigh.

Essie to Ears...you reading me? :)