Since I’ve posted a few really dark things lately, I thought I’d post something a little more light-hearted:
Silk flows across my skin
Eyes shine like jewels aflame
Ears perk at the sound of your name
Your beauty takes my breath again
Affection grows to climax and
You can’t keep from clawing me…OH!
I caress your fur to make you relax, and
you snuggle next to me.
Okay new mental note. Never EVER leave the cats in the room while eating Clam Chowder. It took me several moments to get Zeus (9 weeks old) to go away so I could even begin to eat my chowder. As I neared the end of the bowl, I looked away for one moment, suddenly Lestat (nine years old, solid black) has his nose in my bowl…upon seeing this, Zeus darts across me and tries to take his shot at the bowl as well!