Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Saturday, July 26, 2008
A place of safety
If I sit up here, high in the kitchen on the pink fridge, then the new thing cannot find me, for its legs are only short. And its fur is soft. And it runs around until it is worn out tired and then it flops and sleeps like a kitten.
Besides which, every cat needs a safe place to sleep and think cat thoughts... especially where a young thing won't sniff them or tease them.
ReplyDeleteHow deed thad cad ged orp there?
ReplyDeleteI spy the small espresso pot...yum!
ReplyDeleteI would love to have a beautiful pink 'frigerator!
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