something magical just happened. needs some background info, hope i get it all together.
we have a woman in our close neighbourhood, i use to call her the cat-woman. she has one own cat and takes care about all cats here in the neighbourhood. they all come to her. she moved here..like over a year ago i guess. we sometimes talk, of course ;)
back in 2003 my mother and i took care about a wildcat here. she was shy at first then we could touch her and all. a few month later, 11th october 2003 she died. we found her dead under one of her fav trees. we were sad. the next days i always felt her and these were the days i say a wild, young, male cat for the very first times. exactly one week after we said goodbye to the old wild cat - it even was the same hour - my mother and i went down the street and that wild young cat sat there. i told my mother: look there he is but he will run away (he used to be so shy the first times i saw him). he didnt run away, not at all. he went with us, not letting us go. do i have to tell more? his name is felix and he is living with us since then (at my parents house three minutes away from me).
so..this is this week again. the days between 11th - 18th october.
its evening right now, its dark. nice air though. i decided to go for a little work. i rarely do that. five minutes away from my appartment there was a car stopping. a woman got out. a cat run to her. it was so cute. the woman looked at me (dark, couldnt see her face) and i said something like: thats i welcome id like to have too!
it was the cat woman. she told me she is feeding this one stray cat since march. we stood there a while talking, feeding, playing with this damn cute cat. i said i would take her (dont ask me why i said that) and she said she already is worried about winter + the time she is away for work in january. i told her id take care of the cat then. and seriously she (the cat) could come to my place. tomorrow we will meet again at the same time. and maybe at one point we will try to get that cute cat closer to my appartment. maybe it works. but it surely is magic week!
im still smiling about the letter i got from that three-year-old-girl.
finally i updated my webpages. and i got back www.glittertrashprincess.de
that one was my very first domain ages ago and at one point i just gave up on it. and did regret it esp when some stupid people used it for even more stupid advertisment. two weeks ago i saw it was free again and got it back. no idea what to do with it so i only made a small index-page which i actually like.
and i too updated my photography page .
yesterday i read the newspaper and saw that they are doing one project in my town again. its called "art in the shop window" and everyone who calls himself an artist can apply. if they (people from town-marketing) choose you you can show your art for one month in a shop window in town. i did that 2007 (2008 wasnt anything like that) and when i read the article i called the woman responsible for it and we had a nice talk. she said the application papers are already on my way and that this time she will try to get me a better window (more in the city). so my chances are high i guess :D
this and next year the exhibition in the hall of the old peoples home (huge place)- gotta lucky with photography :)
a few weeks ago i wrote a story about my cat (in german) and it got published in a small magazine in my town. actually its a webpage (myheimat.de) , a community-thing but they publish magazines every two month with photos and articles written by people from our city.
and some other woman asked if they can publish it in their magazine - they are an association who rescue and take care of cats.
two days ago i wrote another pet-related story and posted it online at myheimat.de and got lots of positive comments :)
im thinking of translating both stories into english
so if someone offers to read and correct them id be very happy...!
another thing making me happy are my budgies. they kinda got a castle to live in and i managed to get it up all alone
so..these were the good things i just needed to share :)

I'm quite fond of my cat Benson if it isn't already obvious. She has brought many smiles and laughs to my life in the last 5 months that I am not really sure I would have handled as well if it were not for her to be quite honest. I am not where I want to be physically (as in where I am living) or physically as in health-wise. There really isn't anything I can do about either which is just maddening because I...like I suspect many women and even people in general, am a fixer. Problem? Get to work on a solution, STAT. That is actually something I've come to see in Benson and I think that is partially why there is such a strong bond. When she was adopted for me, the vet talked to me at her first appointment and said she has a birth defect in her cornea so there is fluid in her left eye. She was beaten up pretty horribly by the other kittens because she was also the smallest in the group. She's still the smallest cat of the group that was adopted out. She weighs 5 lbs as of last week. It's clear she was the runt and not much was expected out of her. Guess what? That sounds all too familiar to me. Guess what else? She amazes everyone who meets her. She has the best personality, she is very smart (too smart actually), she sees something she wants and she goes for it. She isn't afraid of anything. Not the garbage truck, the vacuum cleaner, the other cat who lives here who outweigh her by 20lbs, NOTHING. She adapts to every situation she is in and if she isn't happy, she lets it be known so that something can be done about it. People get caught up with her eye condition when she's ready to conquer the world. I believe I have witnessed her showing exasperation when she hears someone asking a million questions about. How it happened, is she okay, will she lose sight, has she lost sight, can surgery fix it...the list goes on. Well...okay so maybe its ME that shows exasperation when all this happens. It is as if the eye problem defines everything she is and I for one am not going to allow her to be put into that small box of thinking. Ah well...end of mom rant, onto other stories to share about her.
So, when she was given to me, she was this LITTLE ball of black fuzz that squeaked. She insisted on being held like a baby in order to go to sleep. I'm not joking. That is very odd for me to even remember because now she is always on the go. She even sleeps about a foot away from me. If I pick her up and hold her like she used to insist, she squirms and wants to be let down. KIDS! Within 20 minutes of having her, she was named. I had no idea I was getting a kitten and a name did not automatically come to me when I saw her. I put her down so she could explore and she headed under the bed. A 12 oz kitty who is black, going under a bed. FUN TIMES in trying to find her. So I lift up the bed-skirt because I hear this banging against the wall. She comes out from under the bed with this lipstickl in between her paws. She's found a toy!! More than that though, she has found something that had been MISSING for over 2 months. The lipstick is a purchase I made because the color was designed by an actress I very much admire. Mariska Hargitay, who plays one of the lead detectives on Law and Order SVU. Her character's name is Olivia Benson. It came to me then, obviously. She found lipstick that no one else in the house could find. She fell asleep with it between her paws an hour later and I took a picture. It was too "awww" not to.
Today Benson had quite an adventure and she took me with her. She has been enthralled with the deck on the second floor, so WITH supervision I've let her out there. She loves to watch the bees and she REALLY wants them to be her friends so she clears about 2 feet in the air jumping at them when they hover above her. She was up on the railing, and when I watch her I get queasy because she walks like she's on a tightrope. She has this REALLY long tail and she isn't completely aware for whatever reason, that it is ATTACHED to HER. She sees it out of the corner of her eye, notices that it is following her so she chases it. About a month ago, shen she started really liking heights, she was up on the banister on the THIRD floor with us in the kitchen and she saw her tail, chased it in a circle, turned too fast and too wide and went sailing over the edge. She landed on the steps 2 flights down. Fortunately the stairs are carpeted with rather thick carpeting. She shook her head, got up came bounding up the steps and then bit me because ONCE I REALIZED she was okay, I laughed. Well, today we were OUTSIDE, she was standing up on her back legs like a squirrel, the bee flew out of her range and she sailed over the edge. I wil be the first to say that I screamed so loud that neighbors 3 doors down on either side of the house called and or came by. I couldn't see her so my mother went down. There was no noise coming from Benson at this point. Only the sound made when she hit...stones, shells and pebbles I might add. Mom said, "She is looking for you, talk to her" so I managed to talk to her. She went under the bottom part of the deck and hid behind a ladder. Getting her to come out was the LONGEST five minutes I think I have ever waited because in MY mind, if she wasn't moving anymore, she was hurt. She finally came out and I made sure nothing was broken or bleeding. Know what happened? Within 5 minutes she wanted to go back outside. Like nothing ever happened. She wanted to go back out into the world and have FUN. It was ME who took 3 hours to calm down. She was great! She's been sitting in the window and every few minutes she will make sure I'm paying SOME attention and when we lock eyes she makes a "Meh meh" sound that to me says, "Outside!" I think we're a good team for each other. Now I just have to be a good teacher and make sure she knows a HEALTHY dose of caution, while she continues to teach and remind me that there such a thing as too much caution.
Her eyes match my bedding hehe
Benson being silly..full moon I guess 
Watching my cat and dog sometimes makes a lot of things clearer in life. Seeing my dog laying next to me on the couch and the cat looking more comfortable than any "body", human or animal should be, as she lays on the floor. Flat on her back, front paws relaxed as they fall naturally into a bend at her ankle... I guess they have ankles. And her back legs so relaxed with her toes curled. That has always amazed me... cats actually have toes. She looks so at ease and comfortable I often wonder what that would be like and if I asked her would she be willing to tell her secrets on how she came to this state of body bliss.
Then there is my dog, who the best thing to her and what she believes is quality time spent with her is... me sitting on the couch and her little butt tucked tightly against my hip. I guess it's something about the butt area for animals; it's good to keep it warm... I guess. But in any case, to hear her snore peacefully, butt warmed by her closeness to me is rather comforting. Another state of bliss.
Simple, comfortable, relaxed and the world is perfect to them. It makes me smile.
My cat lazily looks around the room as she lies there. Moving her head to the left and right looking. Then looking overhead. I wonder what she is thinking as she does that. Is she thinking of how to pay the next vet bill or finding peace in the world? She seems like those thoughts could almost be possible. But I think she's just looking around to find the next thing to pounce on or looking cute with her fluffy belly exposed so I pet her. In either case, she looks very content... ah, simplicity.
My dog on the other hand gets those far away looks. She gazes off into space with a thoughtful look. Again, is she thinking of solving poverty, feeding the hungry... well, no probably not. Feeding anyone is her thinking about me feeding her. Or she's thinking about her next potty break, why isn't the water bowl full enough or the food bowl isn't full enough or of course, when do I get my treats... ah, simplicity.
I guess even if I think I'm making my life simple sometimes to ease the stress and be able to breathe. I guess I still have a lot to learn from the two rather well balanced furry kids I share my life with at this time. Always something to be learned from the other creatures living with us on this Earth.
With my furry kids there is truly unconditional love. And no matter how we want to give that to another human being, I don't think we truly ever really succeed. I think we try really hard. But we demand too much of others and ourselves. Maybe unconditional love and just living life is easy because of the simplicity for them. They find it easy to love and give love. There's no great demand on them to be something they are not. No deadlines. It would be kinda funny though if you make demands of your cat to be a horse with a little itty-bitty saddle. Wouldn't that be cute? ;) At times my cat does bark and the dog does meow. Sorry, got off track there... but I guess with simplicity in life, many things might come easier.
I don't really know. And if I knew, don't you think I'd tell you? I guess it's good life's such a mystery. Because it sure would be dull if it wasn't and I'd have nothing to unravel.
*tucking this post away in my notebook* Thanks for stopping by. :)
my two cats alice and felix and my favourite kind of bird :p
When my cat Destiny was a kitten he thought it wise to jump onto the kitchen table. I didn't think it wise for his butt, LOL. But anyways, he jumped onto the table when my dad was eating his breakfast. he was like, "get the cat off the table," and I was like, "awww, he's so cute, let's just see what he's gonna do." The cat stealthily walked over to his plate and grabbed the waffle off the plate, dragged it onto the table and started eating it. All I saw was a cat eating a waffle and a fork comming close to his head. Luckily the cat was spared, the waffle got it instead. They played a tug of war with it, and the cat lost. Darn it! I wish I had a video camera.
my cat :) (sorry, early morning, bad bad light...)
my cat :) (sorry, early morning, bad bad light...)
