I love Papa and Mama. My heart resonates with pure joy when I am at their side. Every morning, I see them off as they go to work. Every evening, I welcome their return. I am always there by the staircase, waiting for a caress. When Papa and Mama use the Internet in the evening, I sit quietly in-between their warm laptops. And I purr. I am simply content when they are with me.
But there is one thing that I do not like, and that is to be cuddled. And when I am cuddled, I moan!!
Peno
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
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