Monday, February 10, 2014

Letter to Julia 20140210

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

Yeah, yeah, I know I have to replace my fuse box if Allah grants me all the stuff I asked for.  When I got back from blogging Saturday, Floofy came into the house with me, then proceeded to meow passionately at my fuse box.  Cats!  They think they know it all.  Ya Allah, please forgive me for asking a little more, but I also need a new fuse box for my home with extra outlets and surge protection, speaker and guitar cords, and drum heads.  I am dependent on Your mercy.

Little Floofy Ramadan is in heat right now.  She seems to have her eye on a handsome tomcat, he's slender with long legs and has brown fur with stripes on his legs.  He almost looks like a Savannah cat.  Floofy is awfully cute and coy with him.  She goes up to him, then backs off and crouches shyly.  They didn't like my watching, so I had to step away.  He seems to be a bit of a playboy though.  I saw him serenading my brother's cat a couple of days ago.  I thought at first that God sent Floofy to me to be a mate for Bat Cat, but she had no interest in him even though he was very interested in her.  Perhaps it's because poor Floofy was rather hammered when I received her, so she wasn't in the mood for mating.  She had broken teeth, missing whiskers and eyebrow hairs, covered in fungus and fleas, and she could barely walk.  Alhamdulillah, she's in much better shape now.  Batty since got bored with the females on the homestead and left home to be a wildcat.  He keeps out of sight nowadays and pretty much stays in the shadows, which is perfect for a black and white cat.   Anyway, Ya Allah, please grant me and Floofy beautiful and healthy kittens.

I beg you to please be patient with me and maintain your chastity in preparation for our marriage inshaAllah.  I assure you that I am doing the same for you, all I do is work for Allah and towards our goal, I have few or no friends, and I stay at home for the most part other than to go out and blog or shop.  My parents can bear testimony to this.  I love you, I love, and I long with all my heart for us to be securely and happily married.  Please pray with me that Allah grants us thus.

By the way, Muslims don't celebrate Valentine's Day.  I don't need one day a year to remind myself to love you.  I love you all the time, every day.

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