The One whom I love
My darling, the most precious of my regard and dearest of my heart. The Little One whom I sleep with and wake to every morning. My little cuddle bug and rat-bag all wrapped in one.
Yes, the One who wakes me up at night sometimes by stepping on my face. The One who has fits of “psychoness” just before bed where he runs and jumps all about the house, leaving his toys all over for me to trip over, all the while being stark naked, no less. The One who at 3amish, steals my warmest spot in the bed (next to the heater), and causes me to awake, freezing cold in about 5-8 degree weather and alone and muttering profanities under my breath on the other side of the bed. The One that never fails to kiss me everyday but ends up literally taking the skin off my face with his tongue and causing me pain.
Despite all this, I’m also talking about the One who never fails to greet me every single day at my door when I come home world weary. The One that waits patiently at the window sill for my car to come through the drive way, the One whom refuses to play with any other but chooses to hop on my bed, smell my PJs and fall asleep on top of them, waiting for me. The One that snuggles up to me every night and we fall asleep together, him on my chest or nestled at my side. The One that frantically paws at the door, and mews so pathetically whenever I shut the toilet door on him when I take a shower. The One whom paws at me to pick him up and give him a cuddle at all times of the day.
Yes, I’m talking about my cat Milo who has a personality that far outweighs most dogs. I’m so in love with him. No denying it. This week, Milo and I have a special guest staying with us – Ann! I love her company, she’s just staying with us for a week.
She told me that yesterday she got home early, and tried to play with Milo. Apparently he refused to play, and ran away. So she decided to follow him. She finally found him on my bed, sniffing and smelling my PJs, and then he sat in them and refused to budge… when I came home I actually found the indent of him embedded in my PJs. Haha Also, he started pacing the window, waiting for my car to pull up in the drive way..
Awww.. I had a heart melt-down last night when she related this to me… we shall not go there.
Oh by the way, my fears for last weekend were unfounded. I did have a quiet, but it was a good weekend. Well, its Thursday mid-day and for me, on the way to an uneventful, quiet and nice, rainy (hopefully) weekend. Well, I have a big test on Saturday, Josh has an exam on Saturday and one on Tuesday that he does have to study for. Damn I love weekends. I have discovered that I do like spending time with myself sometimes and especially living by myself. I actually do love my life here.
(DIDDLYPOP!! JOSH if ur reading this... i love you too) haha.
deb's outta there..
