Seen on the run (August 12, 2018)

On my own this morning.

I can’t even remember the last time I ran in the mountains by myself. It’s been a while.

The first half was very quiet. Just a few campsites with people still asleep in their tents and hammocks. IMG_20180812_084314411

IMG_20180812_084137819_HDROn the way back down, I got a very enthusiastic high five from a solo runner headed in the opposite direction and had snake hole all to myself.


My sweet, loving little boy

My little white shadow

My kitty soul mate


I will miss:

having to re-clip the blinds every night after you jump into the window and knock them out

the “ticka-ticka-tick” of your little claws across the floor when I call you for cuddles

your little “meow” when you roll onto your back asking me for belly rubs

burying my face in your soft little kitty belly

your gentle little love bites

kissing your puffy white cheeks

rearranging the kitchen rug several times a day because you tried to wrap yourself up in it

seeing you sleeping peacefully on the bed

your little kitty body in the window staring intently at things I can never see

how excited and noisy you get at mealtimes

the way you dig around in the toybox looking for the exact toy you want

your amazing soccer goalie skills

you greeting me noisily at the door when I come home

the way you love with complete abandon, turning into a sweet little bundle of head bumps, purrs and drool

your gentle, loving presence



IMG950085For such a little man, you take up so much space in my heart. I am so, so thankful for the time we had together. I only wish it could have been longer.