Saturday, October 18
Missing the Lone Male
Early on Thursday morning, the Lone Male rode off into the fog. He does this quite frequently, but usually returns later the same evening. He has not returned yet. Everything and everyone else is as they should be, so I assume he will return within a fortnight. The Preferred One allows me to stay on the bed with her until she turns the light out. If only I could persuade her to disallow the Bane of My Existence from the same privilege.
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Who is this Bane of Your Existence you speak of?
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She is that dappled creature of intolerable immaturity with whom I must share my food, water, and litter box. The upright ones refer to her as Grisabella. I prefer to think of her as "gone" but my Preferred Female seems to harbor an unreasonable affection for her.
It's 'cause she's so darn cute!
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