Mr. Rhett, pining for Miss Sophie. (Click pictures for larger view)
"Tears...the diamonds of the eye." ~ UnknownMr. Rhett has heard the news about the big snowstorm that is stretched from Oklahoma all the way to Canada. He hasn't heard or seen his beloved Sophie for weeks now and she is in the path of the storm! On a good day, Mr. Rhett worries; about who's fighting in the next room, if his human mom is going to drown in the shower, if he's going to get into (and out of) the library room and many other things. He was worried that his grandpa's seat would get cold after supper, so he decided to keep it warm. Then he thought of Sophie; is she safe, is she warm, if her mom is in Michigan how will she get food and water..... Now, he is depressed, won't come out from under the table, just staring off into space.... And what is that I see just below his right eye?
Why it looks like.... it is!.... a tear!
Cheer up Mr. Rhett, perhaps Sophie will join you on Friday's Ark or at least make it to the Carnival of the Cats on Sunday. This weeks carnival is hosted by Catymology. Even if she can't get there, I'm sure there are others who will want to get to know you... well, perhaps he'll snap out of it!
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