She’s curled in a ball, is my cat
Soft silky fur, claws neatly sheathed
The ear, it moves, like a radar
Each sound is a twitch, asleep but awake
I go to bed and she is still on the sofa
But sometime in the night, I know not when
She joins me, my cat, my fine furry friend.
December 4th, 2009 at 4:31 am
Mel! I just wrote a diddy about my fur humans! I lke yours too. =)
The 3-d collage?…oh my, i’m running out of descriptive words about your talents, need I say more?
I love the glass bead the most, how you use it, amazing!
take care, xo hol