My fuzzy-faced guy.

Most of the time, my ramblings here are pretty general, which is completely intentional. Over the past year, there have been a few exceptions ... but, then again, this is my space and I'll scribble on the walls as I see fit. Anyway, today will be specific. And personal. And happy. Wonderful, in fact.

He's been in my life for quite a while, and has been a remarkable friend. Unwavering. Stable. Warm. Calming. Strong. Not terribly needy. Makes me laugh. Sits with me when I'm down. Helps me when I'm not feeling well. AMAZING listener. Has a great playful side. Handsome. Charming. Graceful. Very very caring. And has a voice that makes me smile. Sometimes is goofy for no reason at all. And has the good sense to tolerate the indoor/outdoor cat without complaint.

Happy Birthday to my wonderful wonderful guy.


(he does have tuna-breath tho ...)