Tag Archives: Hope

How far we have come

I can’t believe that Hope has only been in my life for less than a year. It doesn’t seem possible. She is just such a huge part of my daily routine now, and a constant joy (even when, as last … Continue reading

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Snapshots

— Hope, after she finishes her Fancy Feast, drags the famous banana-toy over and places it in the bowl. I have no idea why she does it and it makes me laugh, although it is making the banana very grimy. … Continue reading

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Hope’s cute quotient …

is off the charts here. We’ve got: 1. Flat stretchy body 2. Paws curled over face 3. Whiskers poking out from below 4. White back paw falling off the bed in the abandon of sleep I basically can’t stand it.

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Hope’s with her banana

All’s right with the world.

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Her eyes follow me around

Some background. Back in December, somehow a conversation started up in a comments thread about Hope, and the idea came up that someone should turn one of my photos of Hope into the famous Obama poster with the word “HOPE” … Continue reading

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Hope

The long and flat of it is …

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Hope’s quirks

She will never jump up on the bed directly from the floor below. She has to jump up onto my windowsill, tippy-toe along the sill, step delicately out onto my scanner, and then leap onto the bed. A more roundabout … Continue reading

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Hope smells like teen spirit

She definitely looks “over-bored” and “self-assured”. Whatever. Nevermind. Continue reading

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Flat and stretchy

My favorite kind of Hope moment. It is so full of pleasure and self-regard.

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I love it when Hope …

…. sits on her own arms. She’s not supposed to be on my desk but sometimes it seems she just has to be, because she needs to be close to me, and keep an eye on me. And also sit … Continue reading Continue reading

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