“I was mingled with the sky. I was comets
whizzing here and there. I was suns in heat, hell – I was
galaxies. But now look – I am
landlocked in fur.”
From “Love Poems from God” Daniel Ladinsky
What is summer time without you lazily making your way across the yard to sit with me and enjoy a glass of wine in the evening? What is laundry day without you pouncing on the sheets as I try to make the bed or napping in the freshly washed dish towels. I miss you all the time my little friend. Now you are free, no longer landlocked in fur.