Every so often, I go back and reread my first posting in this blog, and take time to remember my little buddy, we have theee new kittens now, and although they are each special in their own way, they do not take the place of my Kira, From time to time, as I sort through various boxes, and folders, I come across old pictures of him, some as old as when he was just a little kitten, no more than 8 or 9 weeks old.
As I think about this, I realize how few pictures I really have of him, or for that matter, how few pictures I have of anyone or anything that is special to me, and now in this day and age of digital photography, it seems as though the hard copy memories are becoming a thing of the past, even though there are tons of CDs laying around, with all sorts of old files on them, its doubtful that Ill ever really sit and go through them like I do a box or envelope of pictures.
I really should make it a point of taking more pictures, as well as writing more of my thoughts, the time passes, and without photos and writing, there is very little to remind me of times gone past.
back to thinking of my buddy, with the new kittens, all girls I might add, none of them seem to get the importance of the clicking noise I used to make with my tongue that would summon my lil buddy from the other side of the house, no matter where he was, he always came running when I would make that noise, and was happy to receive what ever I had to offer, be it a lil bit of my dinner, a kitty snack, an invitation to lay down and take a nap, or just a little scritch on the head, if it was from me to him, he appreciated it with everything he had.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
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