Dear Mom, Another sky. Sometimes up here on the hill I feel like I'm living in a painting.
Love, Ruth
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Dear Ruth,
Lots of sky keeps you in tune with the universe. It keeps your ego from exploding; it lets you breathe; it gives you a looping video so there is always something to look at. It is always fun to live under good art.
During chores tonight Lady Gray came running up looking sort of frumpy and she looked up at me and started her normal line of chatter--- mrrrup?, mrrrr??, mrrrru---, at which point she yawned and her squeaky voice went up 3 octaves and morphed loudly into YEOWUP, EEERPPP, EEEAWURPPP!! because she couldn't seem to shut her mouth. She usually does all her talking with her mouth almost shut, like someone humming. It even surprised her; she was slightly embarrassed, so I didn't bring it to her attention. I just yawned too.
Both cats love the sky. They like those things that fly around in it, too. They call them their mucho munchy, crunchy lunchies.
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Dear Ruth,
Lots of sky keeps you in tune with the universe. It keeps your ego from exploding; it lets you breathe; it gives you a looping video so there is always something to look at. It is always fun to live under good art.
During chores tonight Lady Gray came running up looking sort of frumpy and she looked up at me and started her normal line of chatter--- mrrrup?, mrrrr??, mrrrru---, at which point she yawned and her squeaky voice went up 3 octaves and morphed loudly into YEOWUP, EEERPPP, EEEAWURPPP!! because she couldn't seem to shut her mouth. She usually does all her talking with her mouth almost shut, like someone humming. It even surprised her; she was slightly embarrassed, so I didn't bring it to her attention. I just yawned too.
Both cats love the sky. They like those things that fly around in it, too. They call them their mucho munchy, crunchy lunchies.
Love, mom
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