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I'm suddenly so unsure of myself.

I'm looking for something in someone that just doesn't exist.

I'm an animal person through and through.

I miss the horses, I miss the early morning feeds in the middle of winter.

I miss mucking out stalls, and the sounds and smells of the sawdust and munching.

I miss the chickens, and the duck and even the stinky pigeons.

I miss the dogs, and shed cats, the sheep and the goats.

I miss the rain and the hay, I miss shooting and slaughtering our own animals for food.

Skinning roos and cattle, tanning hides for keepsakes, making sausages.

I miss fishing in the river and bonfires in winter. Making bread.



I want that back, and I want someone who can appreciate it with me.

But I'm with this guy, a guy who dislikes most domesticated animals; who is allergic to cats and hates being stroked. I'm naiive he says, I don't know how hard life is.

I can't help who I am, but I'm trying too hard to find something that isn't there, and trying too hard to stop feeling these things that are a part of me.

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Slain
14:11 Sep 05 2012

Hmm hmm. Only you know what you want.



It matching what feels right... isn't always the case.

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Meet Kitte.

In his calm four-legged state, he is the size and demeanor of your average pussy cat. In a fit of rage he is an angry 6' bipedal pillar of fury.

Like your average house-cat he has soft short black fur and a pink nose and paw pads. Unlike your typical puss, however, he has a long flowing mane, a bushy tail and ice-blue eyes. These traits were a gift from his father. A Dire Wolf.

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Slain
13:55 Sep 05 2012

Keep it up, Kit!!!



I want to read more. Hmm hmm.



Miss you! ::hugs::

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