Whiskers, whiskers everywhere
I have but one obsession besides Pet Talk and that's gathering and keeping all the whiskers that I find.
Now, this started about 4 years ago and I really can't figure out why. Every time I find a whisker, especially Max's because his are so long I just have to put it in the special "Whisker" envelope.
Why??? How come I just can't throw it away? They serve no purpose to me so what do I do with an envelope full of whiskers?
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.