what i think i miss most when i go away is xander, my cat. now isn't that a little sad. but it's different, because with people, they know where i'm going, how long for and why. but xander, he knows none of this. i'm suddenly just gone. i wonder if he thinks it's his fault, if he's done something wrong, if i'm ever coming back, where his next meal's coming from. poor xander. i'm sure he'll be fine. he probably won't even notice. stupid cat. but he is quite the cute!
Category: Crazy