roxy

Just saw the NYC curry pics - you are truly dazzling!!!!!..I was breathless....I saw you and a song popped in my head from an old 1991 Brit indie import compilation CD and I had to dig it up tonight to get the words right:
"Heaven sent an angel whn it sent down you.
I try to reach the halo but desire's just not strong enough.
My head just wants to tell you...that I'm lost in you.
Just to hear you say my name...Heaven sent an angel."
Revolver - 1991

hey Roxx - are you doing the Boston or south party scene????

*jealous*

Have fun!

NY rules

Well, you can't be out EVERY Friday, don't let it bother you!

My wie raised rabbits so i have gained a sort of defacto apprecation for the connection rabbits and humans can develop..I'd be tore up or rather will be i suppose when my rats die.cute little bastards.Chin up boring is still better than crappy.(in theory any way)

Trust me, after all our talks, I know you are a great mommy. *giant hugs*

I love you lots and am here if you need to talk or anything.

Tears over a loved one are never trivial. xoxo

being severely affected by the possible and eventual death of a pet makes you a perfect pet-caretaker. I was incredibly freaked out when one of my dogs wasn't acting normal, and when he started to get back to the norm, I stopped being all super depressive and short and angry with people. I was biting my nails waiting to fin out if arwen was goign ot be ok, and then I was say ing PHEW with you when he was, but then I was sad for petey mouse. I guess it's that whole cosmic scale of life thing. My Guinea Pig was sick, but now he's better. PHEW again. I will continue to hoep for the best of health for you and your petsies.
-will miss his dogs sooooo much,
Dave

hey beautiful, i'm so glad petey mouse lived a happy long life with a loving mom like you, than stuck in some 8 year old's basement.

i'm in a huge fight with one of my friends. he kinda shares 30% of a hampster with his housemate, and this hampster is SICK - something's wrong with her eye, there's a swollen folicle or something right next to it and it's a bit bloody, and just yesterday she managed to get a huge goiter-like thing below her chin. i saw this and immediately made an appt for her at the vet - and then my friend got mad at me for taking responsibility for this hampster, even though i was gonna pay medical costs, everythying. he was like "you always assume that you know what's best for the animal, i'm not paying the 500 dollars of care that will come after this, it's a bad idea, you should have talked with us before makin the vet appt" when a) i KNOW they will not take her to the vet, b) she's obviously suffering, c) i'm not asking them to take any responsibility for this appt, and d) it was only a diagnostic appt. when i talked to the vet on the phone later she said it was prob only a viral infection. but i got SO PISSED OFF AND UPSET that i walked out of the room right as i was starting to cry, cancelled the appt, and now won't have anything to do with it anymore. i mean, fuck, i HATE people who think that the smaller an animal is, the less medical care they have to give it, if at all. and i mean, i hate to think of this hampster sitting there in pain but i don't know what to do . . . and i'm just so mad at my friend for giving me shit for making a vet appt for his animal. i feel like punching him. maybe this should have been a journal entry. oh well.

Sweet sweet Roxy,

Sorry to hear about your mouse darling, and all my little-furry-kitten-get-better prayers go out to your little Arwen.
And the Get Better Buddha sends warm prayers too.

I hate taking my kitties to the vet, but they sure do remember who their momma is everytime we go!! As soon as I step out of the apartment they are GLUED to me. I usually have one on each hip and their paws are wrapped around my neck. When I put them in the car, Brodie always lays in the floor in the backseat and sits absolutely still. Lilly likes to sit in my lap and look out the window. I don't put them in a pet carrier because I could throw a rock at my vet -- it's that close. As soon as we get in the vet's office, Brodie immediately wants to get under something and Lilly just sits perfectly still and growls. hehehe.. He's my big tuff kitty. I took them about 2 weeks ago and Lilly weighed 14.75 pounds and Brodie weighed 9 pounds. Fat kitties!!

Girl, you're not going anywhere! You're in my top three so I will FIGHT if anyone ever tried to take you down. Again, though... it's NOT going to happen. I'm going crazy with school and work, too. I understand completely.

bah. cut you? i'd have to go back to portland and do some killin'. i love my roxy cat. meow

did you get my email?

I hope you have a good 21st.

*leaves you giant hugs* Take care of yourself....

hey, i hope you're better tonight. i am.
be happy, chim-chim.

lonely girls make me sad.
pretty lonely girls make me even more sad because i'm shallow.

see there, you just gave me the impression that u are sweet.