I Want To Share My Daily Musings
When The Cat Purrs...... .. I hold my ear to its tiny body.. And listen to a strange noise... It sounds like it's saying, "feed me.. Feed me.. Feed me.." with the pace of its breath.. the faster it breaths, the faster it goes. Sometimes though, it's "lean back.. Lean back.. lean back." Shitzophrenia? (Never really came around to spelling this, tadah?) Paranoia?
Then, I also was looking at my rist. I've been scratched so many times by them, that I've lost feeling apparently. My nerves just decided to quit. Aha... There's a nasty scar stretching over my rist and it's been there for quite some time. I actually hadn't noticed it till... nowish? Ah, never ask me the time of day.. Always ends with ish. Ayee..
So, I'm looking at this devil, wondering, "I wonder how they would feel if I scratched them with my claws..." then my mind started mumbling about their little pelts and honest forgetfulness to pain. If only human beings had the memory a feline had to bad experiences, the world would be... ehh... desirable.
Ahh, 3am and I'm not one bit flinching a tire. Nocturnal? I think my kittens want me to go to sleep... And stop distracting them with the glow of this screen. Maybe it entertains them? Perhaps not. They seem to find it their personal life mission to get right infront of the screen and block everything... I just wonder.. why.
Oh,Dear, and I just can't stop kissing their little snouts. So small and wet.. yeah. They're sweetie doves. Perhaps a bad terror, but sweetie doves when they're exhausted.
I felt like rambling... I wanted to share to the world how my hour is coming along. I feel like I'm baking bread when I say that... "coming along." I'm not sure. Say it.. "coming along" in a sweet voice. I'm sure you'll feel similar.
I think I should get back into drawing and writing... Just a yellow sticky note in the back of my mind. Cold... Mmm, I want hot chocolate. Oh, but a Monday is acoming... I'll have some on Wednesday, maybe. Hmm...
Then, I also was looking at my rist. I've been scratched so many times by them, that I've lost feeling apparently. My nerves just decided to quit. Aha... There's a nasty scar stretching over my rist and it's been there for quite some time. I actually hadn't noticed it till... nowish? Ah, never ask me the time of day.. Always ends with ish. Ayee..
So, I'm looking at this devil, wondering, "I wonder how they would feel if I scratched them with my claws..." then my mind started mumbling about their little pelts and honest forgetfulness to pain. If only human beings had the memory a feline had to bad experiences, the world would be... ehh... desirable.
Ahh, 3am and I'm not one bit flinching a tire. Nocturnal? I think my kittens want me to go to sleep... And stop distracting them with the glow of this screen. Maybe it entertains them? Perhaps not. They seem to find it their personal life mission to get right infront of the screen and block everything... I just wonder.. why.
Oh,Dear, and I just can't stop kissing their little snouts. So small and wet.. yeah. They're sweetie doves. Perhaps a bad terror, but sweetie doves when they're exhausted.
I felt like rambling... I wanted to share to the world how my hour is coming along. I feel like I'm baking bread when I say that... "coming along." I'm not sure. Say it.. "coming along" in a sweet voice. I'm sure you'll feel similar.
I think I should get back into drawing and writing... Just a yellow sticky note in the back of my mind. Cold... Mmm, I want hot chocolate. Oh, but a Monday is acoming... I'll have some on Wednesday, maybe. Hmm...
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