Letter to Erin 20150501

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

Floofy finally showed up after being gone for 2 days.  I had about half an hour left of voice training when she paraded herself in front of my window.  So I shut everything off, and followed her outside.  She seemed like she was hurt, but I couldn't figure out where.  She was growling at me, and still refused to eat.  So I took her to the vet immediately.  The vet checked her up and said there was nothing wrong with her.  I asked him why she hadn't been eating, and disappeared for 2 days.  He said perhaps she's in heat.  Then I told him that she's on contraceptives.  He repeated that there's nothing wrong with her, and gave me some vitamins.  He added that perhaps she's just being coy.

Coy?  Everybody just leave me alone!  You're not being coy with me, are you?  Maybe she's throwing a tantrum because I called her fat.  Anyway, I put her inside the house, and she'll be an indoors cat until further notice.

I want you to be patient with me even though I'm not able to offer you some sort of perfection.  From my point of view, I still don't have money enough to buy you a ring and build your house.  But that doesn't give me any less work to do.  I'm feeling forced into isolation right now.  But regardless of that, I love you, and I need you.