This is beautiful. I like being able to see into peoples' lives and see all the small details. Reminds me of my cat now, Peanut, who I just love so so much. Peanut is a chubby, tabby cat. She likes to be scratched at the end of her tail, under her ears, in between her eyes, and in her ears. She likes wet food, belly rubs, and sleeping. Peanut doesn't like the dogs (for the most part), our kitten, being picked up, and pets on her back. Peanut always sleeps with me, on this little bed that I make by rolling up a small blanket she likes. Sometimes Peanut sits on my lap. Sometimes she sleeps on a blanket in the laundry on top of the dryer. Sometimes she sleeps in the old compost bin, the old dog house, under the many trees in my backyard, on the couch on the lounge. Peanut also has a dribbling problem, when she enjoys my pets too much. My family has given names to Peanut: Peanut - because she ate a lot of peanuts as a kitten, Penis - because we thought she was a guy for most of her life and Paginis (pah-jye-niss), which you could probably guess what the combined words are, when we gave it to her, and why. Peanut often scratches at my door when she wants to be let in, and I'm always more than happy to let her in, and in fact I love it when I hear the little scratches at my door. Seeing this film reminds me how much I love my Peanut, and all my other animals. To whoever's reading this, best believe Peanut is getting the best care she could ever dream of; and that somewhere in New Zealand, there is a happy man with his happy cat. Whenever you see me re-watch this, Peanut has passed away. I will forever love you buddy.
This is beautiful. I like being able to see into peoples' lives and see all the small details. Reminds me of my cat now, Peanut, who I just love so so much. Peanut is a chubby, tabby cat. She likes to be scratched at the end of her tail, under her ears, in between her eyes, and in her ears. She likes wet food, belly rubs, and sleeping. Peanut doesn't like the dogs (for the most part), our kitten, being picked up, and pets on her back. Peanut always sleeps with me, on this little bed that I make by rolling up a small blanket she likes. Sometimes Peanut sits on my lap. Sometimes she sleeps on a blanket in the laundry on top of the dryer. Sometimes she sleeps in the old compost bin, the old dog house, under the many trees in my backyard, on the couch on the lounge. Peanut also has a dribbling problem, when she enjoys my pets too much. My family has given names to Peanut: Peanut - because she ate a lot of peanuts as a kitten, Penis - because we thought she was a guy for most of her life and Paginis (pah-jye-niss), which you could probably guess what the combined words are, when we gave it to her, and why. Peanut often scratches at my door when she wants to be let in, and I'm always more than happy to let her in, and in fact I love it when I hear the little scratches at my door. Seeing this film reminds me how much I love my Peanut, and all my other animals. To whoever's reading this, best believe Peanut is getting the best care she could ever dream of; and that somewhere in New Zealand, there is a happy man with his happy cat. Whenever you see me re-watch this, Peanut has passed away. I will forever love you buddy.
