Baby, you were the greatest. You were so smart, and ladylike, and gentle..yet somehow 100% in charge of the cat hierarchy of our home. When that truck rolled you a few years back I felt sorry for the truck! All you lost was that notch in your ear, but I'm sure he had to have his transmission and muffler replaced.

I studied your conflict resolution techniques carefully..the other cats when faced with trouble would either (Jackie Tan) run for the hills, or (Miles) roll over and show a vista of white belly. But YOU walked directly towards the trouble. Deal with it NOW.

I can only hope you had as happy and comfortable a life with us as we did with you, and if and when you decide to come back (or was this your final enlightened incarnation?), you'll get in touch.

I'll be sure to keep an eye out for you. I loved you more than all the hugs and ear scratchings and tuna treats could ever convey.

Nuit Blanche from Spy Films on Vimeo.

“Record the fury of a Palestinian whose land has been taken from him by Israeli settlers—but always refer to Israel’s ‘security needs’ and its ‘war on terror,’ ” Robert Fisk writes. “If Americans are accused of ‘torture’, call it ‘abuse’. If Israel assassinates a Palestinian, call it a ‘targeted killing’. If Armenians lament their Holocaust of 1,500,000 souls in 1915, remind readers that Turkey denies this all too real and fully documented genocide. If Iraq has become a hell on earth for its people, recall how awful Saddam was. If a dictator is on our side, call him a ‘strongman’. If he’s our enemy, call him a tyrant, or part of the ‘axis of evil’. And above all else, use the word ‘terrorist.’ Terror, terror, terror, terror, terror, terror, terror. Seven days a week.”

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Grampian Horn - Lost in Longmeads from Alex Morris on Vimeo.

Oh snap.

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