Meow. Pay attention to me.
Meow. Pet me now.
Meow. Quit touching me.
Meow. Feed me now.
Meow. Not this food.
Meow. I lay here.
Meow. I lay here instead.
Meow. Too hot.
Meow. Too cold.
Meow. What? Me? Fickle?!
All comments on posts older than fourteen days are moderated--unless there is an outbreak of trolls selling their own brand of spammy goodness, in which case, I will go back to moderating all comments. Remember my cats do not like being petted by smelly trolls or eating spam--and they are the ones that I have to please. Meow!
Very cute cat!
ReplyDeleteThanks. She was the inspiration for today's poem...as in this just happened.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of a cat I used to have - she would jump onto my chest in the morning and wait there until I got up and fed her!
ReplyDeleteThanks.
the inspiration is reflected nicely in word
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