{"id":14642,"date":"2012-09-11T05:30:17","date_gmt":"2012-09-11T03:30:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=14642"},"modified":"2012-09-11T12:16:53","modified_gmt":"2012-09-11T10:16:53","slug":"le-souvenir-de-vous","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=14642","title":{"rendered":"Le souvenir de vous"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Moi je n&rsquo;ai pas fait expr\u00e8s,<br \/>\nJe cherchais une photo, une histoire \u00e0 vous raconter.<\/p>\n<p>J&rsquo;ai voulu parler de toi,<br \/>\nToi qui m&rsquo;a r\u00e9concili\u00e9 avec l&rsquo;affection des chats.<br \/>\nUne jolie panth\u00e8re noire qui nous a adopt\u00e9,<br \/>\nLe temps d&rsquo;une semaine \u00e0 l&rsquo;\u00eele de Br\u00e9hat,<\/p>\n<p>Tes ronrons, ta douceur, ta d\u00e9licieuse capacit\u00e9 \u00e0 snober,<br \/>\nToutes les choses qui m&rsquo;ont fait chavirer,<br \/>\nTe laissant te lover, tranquillement dans mes bras.<\/p>\n<p>Et l\u00e0 je r\u00e9alise qu&rsquo;il n&rsquo;y a pas de hasard &#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"14644\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?attachment_id=14644\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/libelul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/panthere-by-libelul.jpg\" data-orig-size=\"540,385\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"panthere-by-libelul\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/libelul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/panthere-by-libelul-450x320.jpg\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/libelul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/panthere-by-libelul.jpg\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-14644\" title=\"panthere-by-libelul\" src=\"http:\/\/libelul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/panthere-by-libelul.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"540\" height=\"385\" srcset=\"https:\/\/libelul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/panthere-by-libelul.jpg 540w, https:\/\/libelul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/panthere-by-libelul-450x320.jpg 450w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 540px) 100vw, 540px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Monsieur Panth\u00e8re &#8211; \u00cele de Brehat &#8211; Ao\u00fbt 2012<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Jour pour jour, il y a deux ans Shiva nous quittait,<br \/>\nPas une semaine depuis sans que je ne pense \u00e0 mes b\u00e9b\u00e9s,<br \/>\nEt r\u00e9p\u00e9ter \u00e0 l&rsquo;envi \u00e0 quel point ils sont manqu\u00e9s.<\/p>\n<p>Et il est peut-\u00eatre temps que je les laisse s&rsquo;envoler,<br \/>\nOuvrir ma maison et mon c\u0153ur \u00e0 d&rsquo;autres que Mr. You et ma Shiva ador\u00e9e.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>Et vous, pensez-vous que je les trahis si j&rsquo;adoptais un nouveau chat ?<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<a href=\"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=14642\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"270\" src=\"\" class=\"alignleft wp-post-image tfe\" alt=\"\" title=\"\" \/><\/a><p>Moi je n&rsquo;ai pas fait expr\u00e8s, Je cherchais une photo, une histoire \u00e0 vous raconter. J&rsquo;ai voulu parler de toi, Toi qui m&rsquo;a r\u00e9concili\u00e9 avec l&rsquo;affection des chats. Une jolie panth\u00e8re noire qui nous a adopt\u00e9, Le temps d&rsquo;une semaine \u00e0 l&rsquo;\u00eele de Br\u00e9hat, Tes ronrons, ta douceur, ta d\u00e9licieuse capacit\u00e9 \u00e0 snober, Toutes les [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[38],"tags":[396],"class_list":["post-14642","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mes-humeurs-et-concours","tag-pensees"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-3Oa","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14642","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14642"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14642\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14656,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14642\/revisions\/14656"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14642"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14642"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14642"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}