ariadnem | Dona and I

Dona is sleeping on my feet. She loves to do that. I love her to do so. Our relationship is bizarre...somehow. She hates to see me sitting here, in front of Kanon. That's why she's misbehaved so much lately. Not in the past two or three days. But tonight, she's sleeping. Which I love.

I'm about to go and watch a TV program, and she's coming with me as soon as she hears me standing.

I love her so much. Oh yes, I love cats best; but Dona...she came to me in a moment of my life when I needed a pet desperately. I grew up with animals. Cats, dogs, parrots, rabbits; and I'd been without a pet for the past two, almost three years. When she came home...all the stress I had from the past years disappeared. She healed me.

I don't mind about what she does, she's always there. That awful morning, so many weeks ago now, she was there, sitting by my side while I was crying, when I take a nap, she sleeps by my side. She loves to go for walks and loves to jump on me, so I can play with her.

*sigh*

I love my doggy, don't I?

Dona and I

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