Its my 10 month anniversary with Mike. 10 glorious months. Well, mostly glorious. Like any couple, we’ve had our moments.
So on the one hand I am very happy, because for gay people, 10 months is an accomplishment.
I woke up to notes all ove the house expressing the love Mike feels for me. He is so sweet. I really do have a great boyfriend.
One of the notes though kind of saddened me.
It was written on the back of one of the missing cat fliers I had made to go put on people’s doors.
Its been almost a month since I’ve seen my kitty.
It is hard to keep hopeful that she will be recovered. I put some socks out on the porch. Some smelly ones. I read online that sometimes that can help a lost animal smell their way home.