Cats have short legs, that is why they go on their toes. This thought came whilst looking at a picture of the son holding the cat. The picture had been taken by a friend. In the picture the cat had the heel of its rear foot on the sons arm. It had a long foot and short legs.
The cat walked up the stairs, on its toes, its claws clicking on the surface.
The wife made demands today, demanding a share of the income from the shop.
That is hard luck, for there is no income to be made. She threatens with divorce, that is the way of things. The logic is hard to follow, perhaps it is covering for something else. There are no bills for living costs for her to pay, there have been none and none are planned. Yet still she wants to destroy the income that is keeping things that way. Perhaps it is boredom.
The pictures taken yesterday are all done.
A walk was taken through town, that was nice enough. And cat food, bought. There is no need to starve the animal.
There really is no need anywhere, there is just suffering here.
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