Lucifer Sam

You're the left side
He's the right side.
Oh, no!
That cat's something I can't explain!

Maybe I should clear things up a little bit. Who I am and why does this blog exist?
Answer to the first question:
     I'm Syd
Answer to the second question:
     I created it out of curiosity, also just to see how it works. And who knows, maybe the thoughts of my racing mind become popular? Probably not, but lets think about this as a diary. No one is supposed to see that, either? So popular or not, I cannot lose.

While typing this I'm being greatly disturbed by Matthew, and therefore (also because the title compels me to write something about cats) I thought I could talk about him.
Cats are nice, yes? Especially when they are sleeping on your face. Matthew does that. He is small, though. One of the smallest cats I have ever seen, if you don't count kittens. And he is white, sometimes I think he was meant to be a pillow but nature was doing its tricks again.

Matt is one of my best friends and he is very social. Sometimes it is hard to tell what he is trying to say but I usually figure it out. Ours minds are similar. We used to go walk together but others said that it is weird and Matt didn't care about the attention he got by random strangers but usually ran away. Silly cat, he is sometimes illogical

At the moment he is the one asking for attention, now. Maybe I could spend some time playing with him. He was gone for a few months, and no one else but himself knows where he was. So I missed him a lot, especially when I had lost hope that he would come back from those adventures. But now he is back and wants to eat my fingers

~~~~~~~~Friendship is magic~~~~~~~~