Cats

Cats come back. They purr and they rub, and they show you their pleasure. Then you feed, and they eat and they stretch, and they leave. When they come back they watch you. And you watch them. And they sleep. And you watch them, graceful in sleep. And the stretch of a paw: they never snore.
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Published on January 19, 2014 20:08
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