mood, cat stuff, philosophical urges
Sat on the back porch with Shadow, Artie, Peebles, and Ceejay for a bit. We pondered the transience of the world and our short illegal lives here together, and I promised them that I would do everything I could to keep them safe -- even if I couldn't promise that would be enough when the Cruel Human World came calling.
But I'm just a tiger and concepts like "transience" do not really sit well with me, so all I really want to do is pick transience up in my mouth and shake it around until it's dead.