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Tag Archives: Hope
windows
In my old apartment, Hope had one window to look out of. Granted, it took up the whole wall, and looked right out into the back yard where there were things like cardinals and stray cats and gophers for her … Continue reading
It is only when I spend 24 straight hours with Hope that I realize …
… just how much that damn cat sleeps. Continue reading
Things I love
— my Final Draft screenwriting program, bought for me as a surprise gift. It’s the best thing ever. — the new Green Day album. Goosebumps. — the way Hope stops to clean herself in the middle of madly attacking a … Continue reading
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Tagged family, friends, Green Day, Hope, July and Half of August, snapshots
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Hey, what’s up.
It’s really unfortunate that I am so stressed out. I wish I could just RELAX. Continue reading
Hope’s cuteness
is sometimes more than I can actually bear. I see her at certain moments and I really MUST begin to torment her, and pick her up, and squeeze her, and kiss her face, and she lies there, slack and annoyed, … Continue reading Continue reading
The creation …
Looking at Hope reaching for her beloved banana toy, it made me think of something else. Continue reading
Tracking Hope’s emotional experience
One of my favorite moments that we share is when she is in the right mood, sleeping on my pillow, and I go to rub her belly, and she thinks about it for a second and then basically launches her … Continue reading
You know …
she’s just lying there under her favorite blanket, thinking some deep thoughts. Lord knows what I will do when the weather finally gets hot and I have to put the red fleece blanket away. Hope will be devastated. Another one … Continue reading Continue reading
Sometimes I find Hope to be …
… well, frankly, a little bit scary. Continue reading