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February 25, 2019February 25, 2019 Amy Palleson

Stolen coats

February 12, 2019February 12, 2019 Amy Palleson

Sunset on an old self

February 11, 2019February 11, 2019 Amy Palleson

Detours to self

February 10, 2019February 10, 2019 Amy Palleson

Forever tuning

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"This pose is almost universally liked: my mom likes it, my dad likes it, my sitter likes it. My siblings don't like it but that's just because they're jealous, and there's nothing I can do about that. I've just got to let that go." #cats #cat #catsofinstagram #cats_of_instagram #catstagram #catsagram #petsitting #petsitter #pet #pets #saltlakecity (The man, the myth, the legend: “Mr. Baby”; Mr Baby doesn’t live here anymore so this is memory lane about which I will admit that the first time he rolled over on his back, spread his back legs, tucked his paws under his chin and looked straight at the camera, I fangirled so hard that I know for a fact the other cats were sneering at me). Pic taken 9/2017

Forgot one I had. (Jupe la loop, @aubs_the_fab!)

Post 3: More “pages,” shared mainly informationally. Turning off comments. These aren’t the last ones I have but it is the last ones that have been saved in my phone. Note: pic 2 has Earl years ago eating his new special kidney-friendly food and when Earl passed a few weeks ago, it was just after the family—including William and Mr. Baby in the same picture—had all reconvened life under the same roof (this time in Indiana). I never know what is going to eventually happen to the pets when I take pictures but I have come to deeply love that some of the pictures seem to solidify entire experiences into moments I can forever see the feelings of. Because the real deal of having a pet pass is that they never actually leave and so inside pics like this, memories can lean back into our life as the feeling of family. RIP, muh-Earl.

Post 2: More “pages,” shared mainly informationally.

Post 1: More “pages,” shared mainly informationally.

This video expresses the complicated reality of all deep and meaningful love affairs. Happy Sunday, from Pi and his box. #cats #cat #boxes #catstagram #catsofinstagram #catsinboxes #instacat #pet #pets #petsitting #petsitter #saltlakecity

[Just popped in a Paul Simon CD, and now St Judy’s Comet rides shotgun, rolling across the skies and leaving sprays of diamonds in its wake. Music, poetry, words left out like bowls of cat food for homeless cats....it’s all part of love. Happy Summer Solstice!] I've been waking up at sunrise to love like lightning shaking til it moans and rainbows in the high desert air, for I’ve got a Nikon camera that gives me greens of summer and follows the light across my room and all the music seeping through, saying honey take me dancing but sleeping In a doorway By the bodegas and the lights on Upper broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of my shoes. And I watch the night receive the room of my day late in the evening, taking photographs about the arc of a love affair. —Paul Simon (abbr. 😌) #cats #cat #dog #dogs #catsofinstagram #catstagram #catsofig #instacat ##dogstagram #dogsofinstagram #pet #pets #petsitting #petsitter #petstagram #paulsimon #solstice #saltlakecity [Sadie, Cat, Lucy, Skippy, Tux, Boyfriend, Tala, Mildred, Snaggle, and Izabela] [Edit for Paul Simon novices: St Judy’s Comet; The Obvious Child, Hearts and Bones, Kodachrome, Late in the Evening, Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes]

Thanks Diana, but I’d rather you just not move. When I took this video a few months ago, I almost deleted it because I figured I’d have so many future opportunities to take videos of Lucy and I was at 25,000 pictures and almost 2000 videos. But stagnation isn’t the way Life operates, and it shouldn’t be, and so it is that Lucy moves to CA this week and I find myself calmer for that I savored all opportunity to be with her in full heart. Because I don’t want to live a life which is full of deletable moments, for loss is inevitable and feels more painful if your life isn’t fully lived. Love you, Luce-McGoose. Have fun in San Diego. #cat #cats #zen #love #catsofinstagram #catstagram #ilovecats #instacat #pet #petsitting #petsitter #pets #saltlakecity (Also, guys: stop moving away from me. You know who you are and I hope you’re ashamed of yourselves 😉) [Dang. Should have shared the pic of my youngest daughter taking a selfie with Lucy in the mirror of their bathroom; Livy sat for Lucy a few times and was extraordinarily fond of her so would pick her up and carry her around and Lucy—aloft and being ferried around the apartment—would settle in and rub her head against Livy’s face in affection. Healing moments of full engagement are the best].

I’m having way too much fun with this and that is as it should be. If energy is neither created nor destroyed, why wouldn’t I want to make the energy invested in this as joyful as possible? So am striving now to be full meditative and revisit the human quotes just because I don’t want to connect the animal “quotes” to the same tired human ones all of us have already heard. These are some of the new ones. #saltlakecity #book #animals #quotes #humor

When your cabin in the woods arrived with the grocery delivery and now you’re enjoying the peace and quiet of getting away from it all. #my cats #cats #cat #catstagram #catsofinstagram #grocerybags #instacat #pets #pet #ilovecats #saltlakecity (my cats, Yuki and Kiki; The bag came down onto the ground, rolled over and inevitably became the only thing they’d ever wanted in their lives)

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Category: Blog

Stolen coats

Sunset on an old self

Right here

Detours to self

Forever tuning

Impermanence (permanently)

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