Rarely so discomposed, Boo sprawled in a sunny patch at my feet and purred with abandon, begging for a pet. How could I say no? Moments later, her ears scratched to perfection and tummy rubbed smooth, she burrowed her way into a folded blanket and disappeared, where she would stay until she needed another pat down or a sunny recharge. O, to be a cat.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Nothing soaks up the sun's rays like a cat
Rarely so discomposed, Boo sprawled in a sunny patch at my feet and purred with abandon, begging for a pet. How could I say no? Moments later, her ears scratched to perfection and tummy rubbed smooth, she burrowed her way into a folded blanket and disappeared, where she would stay until she needed another pat down or a sunny recharge. O, to be a cat.
Rarely so discomposed, Boo sprawled in a sunny patch at my feet and purred with abandon, begging for a pet. How could I say no? Moments later, her ears scratched to perfection and tummy rubbed smooth, she burrowed her way into a folded blanket and disappeared, where she would stay until she needed another pat down or a sunny recharge. O, to be a cat.
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