Dear Friends ~ Zoey here. I've been telling the ZH we need to post some photos again, it has been a little while now. She kind of moans and groans, and says "maybe ... maybe not". I try to remind her though, that working on photos and posting here always helped her to smile ~ and she would say "with Zoolatry, I can live for a little while in my happy and imaginary world". So ... when I reminded her what she would say, she said "OK".
I'm not sure I can get her to post every day, maybe just from time to time right now ... but she also told me that soon, she'll be ready to "make photo-art pictures once again for our friends" ... it's something she loves doing and she wants to return to it. So, we'll see.
And we're trying to answer all the wonderful emails sent to us, the thoughtful comments here, the cards, the letters ~ but I've heard her say she can only do "a few a day", because it starts to make her sad. So, if you've not heard from her, trust me, you will.
As for me and Maggy, we're OK. Well, Maggy is more OK than me. You see Poppy and I had a special relationship, just us. Most days I'd sleep in his in-box, get cat fuzz all over his desk and computer ... but the in-box isn't the same now without him sitting behind his desk. Every night we'd go together to the bathroom, and I would have my "fresh water dinky" from the sink. The ZH keeps forgetting to do that for me. Well, she did remember a couple times ~ but she left me there by myself ~ and it was like an hour or more before she remembered to come back and turn off the running water! Then, of course, she was mad at herself for "running up the water bill".
I've noticed lots of other things are different, too. Lots of the time the house is too quiet. And the ZH sometimes forgets to give us our evening treats ~ Poppy never forgot. And, oh dear, I probably shouldn't mention this, but ... she forgets to tidy the litter boxes ... again, that was something Poppy did. But you know what friends, me and Maggy forgive her right now, cause her mind and her heart are often somewhere else ... and we know, with time, it will be different once again.
I always used to sleep on their big-king bed, down by the footboard. I didn't do that for awhile, it didn't seem quite right to me. But I realized a few days ago that it was making the ZH sad, and so once again, I am on the bed at night, curled up at her feet. I think she likes that ...