#cats ! Or…Why I’m awake
There’s nothing quite like 20 pounds of Coon Cat jumping on your stomach purring, “PET ME!”.
Midnight cat enters,
meteoric fling of fur
cratering my dreams.
11 thoughts on “#cats ! Or…Why I’m awake”
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BOoks by Joelle LeGendre
Awesome! Send him right over. Purrrrr.
No, really, great writing. Reminds me of my boomerang kitty who used to launch off my body quickly to avoid being grabbed and flung off the bed at 5 AM.
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I’d let you borrow him, but he’s presently on my lap purring at the same decibel as a Boeing 747. 🙂
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Damnit, just rub it in, why don’t you. Wanna bump faces with all that soft, fuzzy love.
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Thanks. 🙂
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I know, I can hear him all the way to DFW. 😘
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My two seem to have decided that the Call to Prayer at 4.45 means that their day starts. There is singing, dancing and general tomfoolery until I get up and throw them both outside.
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There are some days I believe that the only reasons cats are not extinct is that they can purr. 🙂
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Awww….sounds good to me.
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That cat is a beauty.
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Thanks.
He manages to look that way no matter how many tons of sand he rolls in. 🙂
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Yes…he’s an awesome cat!
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