i don't think maude remembers i rescued her from that cage that drove her insane. i think she has forgotten all that. all that she remembers now is that she can trust me and i am easy to boss around and roxie needs to be yelled at each weekend.
i hope clyde didn't remember that no one loved him before. i hope he thought he had always been loved.
i think squirt doesn't remember that he hasn't always charged around and skidded off the cupboard doors. he still remembers not to trust anyone except me and renee but i hope one day he will forget to remember that too.
i do think gideon knows damn well every inch of use he gave to mankind. and i think he is one of the few who truly appreciates that it is now our time to be of use to him.
percy doesn't remember he was once hungry and tied to a tree, he just remembers that motorized vehicles are exciting and people are supposed to be nice.
raymond doesn't remember starving and chewing himself off a chain, he is just not sure what he is supposed to be doing right now.
jazz did remember being lonely and calling for someone to come and hold her in the dark of the night but during the daytime she was more interested in what was around the next corner and not about where she had come from.
hook, i can't decide about..i am pretty sure he knows what he has found here. i think in alot of ways he is as wise as gideon. and i know the americats have noticed a change in their circumstances but i think cats remember things better than dogs....except cole..he remembers and he wants what he wants now, which isn't alot but he really wants to enjoy a few special things, they are really important to him now.
i think the true measure of how successful are we, is that they actually forget that life sucked previously.
i have been thinking alot about clyde today. i miss him. i miss the feel of him, i miss the constant worry. i miss being his champion before others fell for his charm. i miss that jolt i would get as i realized 10 times each day, just how freaking cute he was cuz clyde was indescribably cute.
and i have to tell you that making clyde happy was incredibly easy...ok, so caring for him was not so much. but all it took to make him feel safe and loved and happy inside was as easy as just sitting on the laundry room floor. over he would come and climb up beside me and then half of him would end up on my lap. a thumb for him to chew on, fingers gently encircling his nose, rubbing the cheeks on his face. a kiss on the top of his spikey, little head, another and another and another one too and clyde was in heaven. that's all it took, me on the floor and him in my lap...i miss that too.