Bad LJ, no cookie.

Argh. LJ just killed my entry about picking up kaneda's incredibly cute little cat and falling in love with said cat's at least equally cute brother and worrying about little cats' reception by long-established older cats. Since I'm too tired to write it all again and most of it was immature squeeing about cute young cats anyway, I'll just leave it at a simple I So Wish I Could Adopt That Little Red Tabby That Did Its Best To Endear Itself To Me And Succeeded With Flying Colours.

I'd call him Maitimo and he'd be my squishy personal cute little red tabby cat.

But Clint would probably eat him.

[Some Dutch soccer club (Feyenoord) has a player named Maitimo. How scary is that.]

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( Mein LJ hasst mich. )

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アノー ?!

The old man living in the flat above ours is losing points rapidly. Right now, he's cutting off all his (quite beautiful) geraniums (of which, so far, he was quite proud) and throwing them along with their flower-pots and the metal parts mounting the pots to the balcony railing down into the yard. Whatever reason he's doing it for, I don't see it.

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( Häh? )

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