Letter to Julia 20130914

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hello there, Julia my beloved.  And how are you feeling today?  Have you been busy traveling?  Please get adequate rest, and eat properly.  You are my love, and I love you so much.

The rain finally stopped, and I finally got around to cutting the grass at Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  There seems to be a lot of clover growing there, and at my little house too.  I like clover, because it's short, pretty, and it doesn't allow the long grass to grow.  The southeast corner is quite congested, and there seems to be a lot of standing water there.  Also, tapioca seems to be growing out of control there.  My Mom loves tapioca.  I'm getting bored with just maintenance.  I think tomorrow evening, I'll chop down a tree.  Perhaps an oppressive corporation will tumble down as well.

I'm certain now more than ever that little Fluffy Ramadan was once a market cat.  I was carrying in 3 grocery bags full of fresh groceries, and she showed an obnoxiously keen interest in them, trying ot rip them to shreds to spill the contents inside.  However, when grocery bags are reused for trash, she ignores them.  I had a dream about her last night, where I was trying to take her to the vet because she was so hammered, and her internal organs were showing.  She kept trying to flee all the way, and then she became transparent.  But we did make it to the vet.  Then this morning, she looked at me from the corner of her eyes, then flashed her eyes at me.