This is my favorite picture of all time. The one sitting on her hind legs is my Habibi and the kisser is her brother, Fishbones. I had just driven down to Kentucky to pick them up and they were grubby and afraid--and they were holding on to what they knew and trusted--each other. That's what love is all about, isn't it?
Wish we all reacted to stress that way...when the going gets rough and you're afraid, hang on to those you love and know that everything's gonna be alright. It's such a simple truth, and to think I learned it from two tiny, grubby little kittens.