i thought about that, about how it would be, not if i had made plans,
but if the world was different, if money wasn't everything, and the rulers weren't so mean.

i'm catsitting see, while r. is dogsitting, why i'm blogging like this. jasper was so worried he was going to be crated off somewhere he hid in the closet and when i came he came straight to me and after dinner he lay by my computer contentedly. penny lays on her orange cushion, orangely, or lounges in her cardboard box. they are their own persons, and unique to me, and as a dogboy i feel so proud to be regarded well, familiarly. i find the home comfort of cats i find with dogs at large.