31 January 2010

Seville

His head upturned, showing the creamy fur at throat and breast, flashing me his downturned grin and perked ears.  He chirps rather than miaows, "notice me, notice me"
I let him Outside, he minces across the patio to the snow clotted pot plants, careful to keep his tummy fur dry.
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