ARNOLD

Sooo I adopted a 10 week old kitten from the shelter.  I named him Arnold.  He's a cream and white puff of fur and today Daisy scratched him in the eye and it bled.  I have yet to get my revenge.  Anyways, he is starting to trust me more and he doesn't hide behind the closet like the first two days, now that was just sad. Arold just loooves Toru but Toru is always slapping him in the face with his furry teen kitty paw LOL.  Well maybe this post would be more fit for my other blog. 

So i've been drinking a bottle of e3 live every 5 days for the past month or so.  I think i've gone through like 6 bottles.  Im starting to feel really good again- with juicing, smoothies, and colonics.  I have been releasing old fears in my dreams.  Life is good with a great job and two wonderful kitties.  I just really miss Noah though and im coming to terms with the way events turned out... i trust it is all for the best.  For the past 5 years i've known him- 3 of which he become my best friend... and we've been inseperable... and the past 3 months have been my longest time away from him.. pretty much.  County jail visits dont count.  I just really miss having that one homie you can call to go out to eat with, go catch a movie with, go run errands with, and when youre in need of a ride home from the airport- he can take you & various other helpful things he does for me.  The one pawsitive thing that came out of his incarceration was me adopting Toru and Arnold.  But i wish he could meet them too. =(