Around Christmas 1995 a friend came to visit me in my newly married, presumably happy, life in Michigan. We went to a museum where we saw an exhibit of a Japanese tea room. Outside the display was an attempt to describe this exhibit. It started with something like: “Within the tea room, one feels loneliness which penetrates into the marrow of one’s bones...” and ended with the caution “Please do not enter the tea room”. I laughed out loud.
If you don’t get it, you probably should leave.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Boo-boo kitty
Max is recovering well. His biopsy results are back and it's all good. (Huge sighs of relief!) He's stuck with his lovely blue poncho for a while, at least until the sutures come out next week.
Although I know he dislikes being shaved, his wrist shave makes it look like he's wearing a mitten, or maybe one Ug boot. And that's kinda cute.
Ok, he is totally adorable. I am super glad he is ok, and damn, that's like a little super hero kitty costume he has on!
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