Shoebox. Tight fit.
rest your weary head, little one.
Pizza box on my bed cuz I'm grody
so sneaky
Each time a new box enters the household, she has to break it in by sitting motionless in or on it for like 3 hours.
thinking about it....
Sunday, November 22, 2009
on cats in boxes
Well, here's some more about my cat. It's a preview of what Kristin and I hope will be a successful and well-received art exhibit in the new house, called "Maxi sitting in boxes (and other tight spaces)". Because seriously, this cat is BANANAS for boxes.
Shoebox. Tight fit.
rest your weary head, little one.
Pizza box on my bed cuz I'm grody
Shoebox. Tight fit.
rest your weary head, little one.
Pizza box on my bed cuz I'm grody
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I'm appreciate your writing skill.Please keep on working hard.^^
Hm... but why are you pasting your cats photos to blog named "Stag Paty"?:)
Btw, really nice...
your cat is super cute
Boxaphilia!
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oooohh...i love cats~!!!!! yours is so cute~
i'm f0ll0wing your blog and hoping you'd f0llow mine too.. ;)
(love yr blog!)
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Your cat is so cute!
But you don't hate your friends, right?
ok ima change the subject for a short amount of time but ima give you an ishy answer
there are a lot of different gears and cogs in my brain
so i think differently from more i guess "normal people
and i get lonely
because it's hard to find people i can truly relate to
like my friends at 4 winds
and i get really left out even if y'all try not to
and {insert name of my friend} once told me to get over being suicidal
but
it doesn't work that way
and it's hard for y'all to understand that
and i kinda like my friends at 4 winds more
bc
we can relate
and understand what we go through
bc we have more problems
and life is even harder for us than you
our chemistry is different
you get what i mean?
I'm sorry about what you've gone through, and what you may still be going through. I know you feel like you don't have anyone there for you, but we honestly do care about you. We have always tried to be there, to be a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on. We may not be going through what you are, and we understand what you're going through is tough. Really tough. We could never understand how tough it is for you, because we're not like you. But we really try to be there for you best we can. We don't have to try to include you. We just do. And I don't understand why you feel left out. We love you, and care for you like a family. I understand that at Four Winds your friends could relate to you, and your chemistry is certainly different. But we try. And we probably love you more than you love us. But that doesn't make us love you any less.
* * *
This is a conversation I had with my friend over Facebook. Four Winds was the mental hospital she recently went to for suicidal tendencies. I miss her and care about her beyond words, but now I see she doesn't care that much for me. I understand where she's coming from, and it's okay to like the people she can relate to more, but to say it directly to me? That hurts. A lot. After I replied (see above) she proceeded to tell me it was too long to read, and that she just "skimmed" it. And I'm hurt. My heart... is probably right next to my liver right now. I don't think that's healthy.
We ARE always there for her. The matter is whether she wants it or not. She said she doesn't like us as much, and I'm slightly bothered, because I feel like I'm being replaced. I know she has a place in her heart for all of us, some more than others, but all she had to say to "But you don't hate your friends" was no. I could have lived without knowing she doesn't like me as much as her friends at Four Winds. But I understand her. I know where she's coming from. But it kind of hurts when she says "You have nothing I can relate to" in a chat.
I feel like she doesn't love me. I know it's not true. I hope it's not true, anyway. I just want her to know I care about her so much. Probably more than she cares about me. I told her this- she didn't even try to correct me. I'm being replaced. And I'm sorry I couldn't do enough. I'm sorry I couldn't relate, go through what she's going through just so I would be able to talk to her. Tell her I knew what she was talking about. Even though what she was and still is going through is so terrible. I miss her. And I want her to be okay. And I care more than she does. I don't mind.
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My cat loves boxes too.
Have you seen Maru and the Box on youtube? Your cat is lovely.
Nice puppy
I usually don't post in Blogs but your blog forced me to, amazing work.. beautiful kittie
Cute pictures of the the cat playing in the box. You should post more.
Thanks,
Stress Relievers
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