I moved to New York and had to leave my beautiful kitten-daughter Raveonette behind with my parents. I miss her very much, but she loves being outside more than she loves me, I’m pretty sure. I know it would make her miserable to stay in my NYC apartment all the time, and never go outside, maybe the occasional walk around pavement leashed to me, but that just doesn’t seem right… So I had to do what any caring mother would do, think of what’s best for my child, not necessarily what makes me the happiest.. I decided she’d be better off staying in Tuscaloosa, no one should have to be raised in the city. In Tuscaloosa, Alabama she has the freedom to roam the great outdoors, and the comfort of coming inside and snuggling with her grandparents (my parents) whenever she wants to… I am not trying to replace her, but I have come to the conclusion that I must have some sort of fluffy love within reach.. A floppy eared bunny might just do the trick…
I’m in love with illusions
So saw me in half
I’m in love with tricks
So pull another rabbit out of your hat.
…and maybe I’ll wear bunny ears too..