Little black and white cat, so playful and friendly. I named him Romeo since he often sits under my bedroom window, looks up to the 2nd story, and cries so I’ll come down and let him in/feed him/pet him.
My roommates & I have been feeding & giving water to these two street cats in our neighborhood. They spend all their time in our backyard now. This one is very sweet & friendly. The other one’s more skittish. A third one comes by sometimes. He’s all white & kind of scary looking. I call him Il Diavolo Blanco. The one in the picture I call Kiko.
I named this little guy Noche. He has no meow (instead, he says hi with a scratchy mew of sorts) and he loves the little tuna packets I go out of my way to buy at the store.
The perfect sweet snack. I feel healthy eating them while also satisfying my sweet tooth. I also feel real connected to my Lebanese heritage I try to buy dates from the region when I see them. Food and culture and spirituality are so inextricably linked.
I’ve met some of my best friends by just saying hi at a party or complementing their outfit. Lately I’ve stopped meeting new people when I’m out and I really want to change this. I’m making it a goal to say hi to 1 new person every time I’m out.
