off…

Not sure when I can blog again. I start this morning for Israel, and I first must get to New York. I don’t anticipate a lot of sleep in the next day or so. I don’t sleep well on planes. No idea about internet hookups over there. Will do what I can. Might not be Continue reading off…

no one came home

No one came home 1. Max was in bed that morning, pressed against my feet, walking to my pillow to kiss my nose, long and lean with aqua- marine eyes, my sun prince who thought himself my lover. He was cream and golden orange, strong willed, lord of the other cats and his domain. He Continue reading no one came home