Yes, this is where I've arrived today - at a somewhat nondescript number with few associations (unlike next year's!). What first comes to mind for me was 1968, when I was 21/22, being such a tumultuous year in a number of ways, largely negative, though that was mostly only labelled so in hindsight.
Here is this year's portrait, taken yesterday in mood
un poco serioso:-
And here's some recent pics of my two co-habitees as well as two of the most regular visitors.
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| My dear, sweet Blackso (at least 15 years old) enjoying late Summer sun. |
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| Noodles (12 or 13), having recently had his annual check-up and jab. |
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| Heckie (Hector), next door's pussy, who gets locked out so often that he seems to spend more time here, where there's always a welcome at the permanently open window. Not yet 2 years old, he hasn't been neutered, unfortunately, (despite my mentioning it to the owner) - and his behaviour is now showing that he hasn't been. A bit of a disruptive little scamp, but a sweetie nevertheless. |
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| Patchy (about 7) whose home is round the corner, about 300 yards away, where he's one of a number of cats, but for well over a year he's been coming here at least twice a day, for 'breakfast' and 'dinner', and now started sleeping here overnight too. I could never turn him away, the big, plump 'cushion' that he is. |
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| Blackso again, taking some 'Golden Slumbers' |
So that's where things are at, dear people - surviving by toddling along from day to day, with some grand company of contented pussies.
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