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![]() Saturday, Nov. 24, 2001 - 6:25 p.m. I'm in Bumble again, and will be here until tomorrow. Strangely enough, I really don't want to leave so soon. I miss everyone at home, but I also know that I really needed to come here and would benefit from a longer stay. I need to be with Daddy and Mandy and Brian, and things are so much nicer here than they are back at home. It's a beautiful, peaceful place. I spent yesterday and today getting acquainted with three of the cats here. I'm not much of a cat person, but these are nice. There's Noah, a very friendly tomcat who likes to rub up against everybody, and the two new kittens, who have been dubbed "the Poop Pixies" for reasons I'll leave to you to guess. The pixies are fun, though, because they love attention and are very playful. They like to sit in my lap out on the front stoop and bat at each other. They are both ginger-colored but the smaller one has white socks on his feet. They don't exactly have names yet. The one with no socks strikes me as a Pouncival, because he is always pouncing and pawing at things, but we'll see. Also, yesterday I had Petrie (my parrot) out of his cage, perched on my left arm, with Shemp snuggled on the other side of me. It was really cute. Today is Daddy's birthday! o/~ Happy birthday to you... o/~ We arranged a little surprise party for him today and gave him cards and presents. I think it was the nicest birthday he's had in a long time. I'm so glad I was here to celebrate it with him. Tonight we're having a delayed Thanksgiving dinner, followed by birthday cake and pumpkin pie and all that good stuff. I'm so glad to be here, I can't begin to explain it. On the other hand, I really miss everyone and I hope to see them all again soon. I've had some of the strangest dreams lately. Whenever I come here I dream about everyone back at home. I can't help but think there is some hidden meaning to them, but how to find it? I hardly remember the dreams just a few minutes after I wake up. Maybe I ought to write them down or something. Maybe there isn't even a point in that. "A dream itself is but a shadow." -William Shakespeare
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