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furry boy, my furry boy
When last we left our hero, she was bemoaning the fact that her car died, kaput, and was only able to sell it for scrap for $150 after the mechanic hauled it out of the middle of the road.
Now I'm going back and forth a lot on the Sunset bus, which means I can get to Amoeba and my Starbucks, and so far that's kept me from going mad, though eventually I have to get to other places, like work and peoples' houses and the grocery store, and do other things, like shop and do laundry and then carry it home, so I think we're definitely in the band-aid phase of the healing process.
Also, Hawkeye, my boy cat, my furry boy, who's been with me for ten years and through as many apartments, who's driven across the country with me twice, is MISSING.
I mean, sometimes he wanders off or spends the night with friends, and has been known to be away for a couple or three days at a time, but it has now officially been OVER a WEEK and I am SCARED! I made signs to put up all over town, but I'm especially worried because he had fleas and so was engaged in some nervous licking, and was all patchy and raw, and I had to spray him with the anti-itch spray, which he hated, and it was a sad night a week or so ago when I went to spray him and he freaked out and ran off... and has not been home since.
That was a long sentence, but my furry boy is worth it. If you live in LA, he's black and puffy and scared and wonderful and patchy from licking, please help me find him!
Now I'm going back and forth a lot on the Sunset bus, which means I can get to Amoeba and my Starbucks, and so far that's kept me from going mad, though eventually I have to get to other places, like work and peoples' houses and the grocery store, and do other things, like shop and do laundry and then carry it home, so I think we're definitely in the band-aid phase of the healing process.
Also, Hawkeye, my boy cat, my furry boy, who's been with me for ten years and through as many apartments, who's driven across the country with me twice, is MISSING.
I mean, sometimes he wanders off or spends the night with friends, and has been known to be away for a couple or three days at a time, but it has now officially been OVER a WEEK and I am SCARED! I made signs to put up all over town, but I'm especially worried because he had fleas and so was engaged in some nervous licking, and was all patchy and raw, and I had to spray him with the anti-itch spray, which he hated, and it was a sad night a week or so ago when I went to spray him and he freaked out and ran off... and has not been home since.
That was a long sentence, but my furry boy is worth it. If you live in LA, he's black and puffy and scared and wonderful and patchy from licking, please help me find him!