The Crumpled Paper that is my Life by Miami CynThere is nothing better than balling it up a piece of paper (maybe containing a regrettable love letter from middle school or a sketch that just looks ridiculous) and tossing it away. It's renewing! With this simple act, I feel like I've totally destroyed the past mistakes and am filled with a sense of new beginnings.
For two years, I haven't had the opportunity to take part in my person catharsis. Due to one little culprit, Winston.
If you've followed this blog, you may have seen a photo or two of Winston appear. He is my darling little rescue with a personality of pure naughty and sweetness. An orange and white devil with a love for me and all things paper.
it offends him by mooncalfnessTo keep him from marauding our recycling bin, we must place all papers flat. Even a folded sheet of paper becomes kitty gold. However today, I risked it! I balled up a piece of paper and tossed it into the bin.
Hooray for new beginnings!
Please note, five minutes later, I had to chase him through the house to retrieve the paper ball, but it was worth it.
2 comments:
hehehe paper is a sacred thing that must be laid on your batted around for hours, but never, ever thrown away. ;)
That's so sweet! I've got a kitty that does the same thing except with - (gross out alert) - balled up kleenexes! ;D
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