4 September 2012
I do have friends! Not so many, but I get by. Some friends afsked me to look after their cat while they were on vacation in Ukraine. I need friends, so I agreed. The cat, Rosi, short for rosin, raisin in english. Very tiny, very depended, and cute as hell. She misses her family, she walks about the house searching for them. I feel sorry for her so I pendle back and forth between my home and the cat. Spending time half here and half there. She's sleeping next to me. I love my friends but I'm not asshamed to admit, how happy I am to see them back. It feels funny walking around the house, there's a lack of energy, I guess I miss them too.
Housesitting • Opuss № I