They say cats are different than dogs because they’re aware of god. Dogs think we’re god, but cats know better. They know we’re just intermediaries. They’re still grateful, but they know. That’s what the Turks say.
Joy just let out a big sigh. She’s curled up against me so tight that I have to write tonight on my phone instead of my iPad. There’s no room. She’s so warm.
Writing was good today. I have hope, finally. I’m almost there. I should be able to get the outline done this weekend, and then write starting Monday. So close!
It’s a a Wolfie weekend too. I’ll see him on Sunday.
Night night.