Not So Purrfect

I miss my gatinhos.

I open doors and expect them to be there, see a backpack on chair and think it's Gypsy, see a bottle cap and want to toss it on the floor so Cab can play hockey with it, wake up and think one of them is next to me.

Is it stupid to wonder if they miss me?

Saw a great quote about meditation last night (you'll like this) ...

"It's all about the shhhhhhhh and letting go of the shhhhhhh*t"