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A gallery full of fairys and magic
Every cat lover is welcome here ^^
Oh I do so much love cats. I can;t imagine my life without my black beast.
Thanks for visiting!
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
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A gallery full of fairys and magic
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My job: Neraluna, Art & Fantasy
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
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My job: Neraluna, Art & Fantasy
It is my dream to find a place to live that will be all mine (not a rented room, like right now) and live there with as many cats as possible ^^
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
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My job: Neraluna, Art & Fantasy
I always wanted to live like that. I had a dog once, and few hamsters. Now I have my black_devil_cat and he;s the love of my life. But... oh god, a horse?! I love horses! I can;t imagine having one on my own, I've never ever dreamed of having one! I couldn't even afford taking riding lessons
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
The horse... he's my Special boy (ahem, apart my human boyfriend, that is!
I got my first riding lessons when I was 14, as a present by my granny, for well finishing the 2nd cycle of school (don't know the name in English, anyway, the schools you go to before going to high school) anyway, I never thought I could have had a horse... then three years ago I started taking lessons again in a different riding club, and two years ago my favourite horse was for sale and others were interested. ...And I *couldn't* afford to get him. and *couldn't* avoid to get him. After 15 days and nights (literally, I dreamt that every single night and could think of nothing else!) I decided that losing him forever was something I couldn't live well with, and bought him. That is... I don't like the thought I bought him, like he's a thing, or like he's being a possession of mine... let's say I paid a ransom for him.
Be sure that having all the money to keep him (at the riding club) is very heavy for my money-balance, and I have to be very happy that I still live with my parents and I don't have all the bills to pay on my own, but after two years I can swear I'd get him other thousand times, and I'm in love with him more than in the beginning!
Yes, I'm lucky. And happy with my special horse boy!
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My job: Neraluna, Art & Fantasy