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¡qué guay es tener plan!

¡qué guay es tener plan!

you may be wondering why you don't see more of me, and more of my art?     or maybe just what the hell happened?   you may very well not be wondering that, but now that I have said it, it must have crossed your mind. I hope I can provide an interesting enough explanation, without sounding like I am am whining, instead of winning. I always say that mine is a different category, called justified whinging, insert smiley and wily face here. Not that I am here to whine or to whinge. That's all behind me now. I just want to tell my story. I might work on getting some...

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going over the damn wall, too much Coffee?

So, how is it that seven dogs and five cats is such a problem? The cats aren't really that much of a special problem in themselves. Well, apart from Coffee the new kitten, who makes life miserable for every one at times. At the same time as he is one of the cuddliest, most in your face cats around. He sleeps with us every night. He often curls up in the angle between my shoulder and my neck, and purrs away like a little mad purring engine, which is both a delight and a horror at the same time. Mayday however, doesn't see him in the same light. Coffee makes life impossible for him. Whenever...

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I need help, hell! I need a miracle (part one of however many this turns out to be)

I am in an impossible situation, and there is no easy out either. You can believe me when I say that, I've been over the options about a million times, even as it has all been building up to this point, and there is no easy way out (and there was only a couple of points when there have been outs, and I didn't take them) except the aforementioned miracle. I would assume you need a bit of a primer on what's going on. This could easily get real long, so might have to split it. (have changed the title to part one of many) I live in a village in the mountains in Andalucia, in Jaén specifically,...

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getting Eni, who is later to be getting down.

And later still to be getting put down. The story of Eni, my little man. 2001 till 2014, may his little body rest in peace. Eni once had a blog, which you can find over at Ha Llegado el Lider. He was the cutest little guy, and his life was cruelly and unnecessarily cut short by mobile phone use at the wheel. (that's my theory, how else would someone run right over him with both wheels at slow speed with a frantic person in front of their four wheel drive telling them visually and audibly not to proceed. They have to have been writing a wassap or similar to be paying so little attention...

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