Not Quite Alone or Lonely
I am glad of the cat who keeps company with me from time to time sitting beside me on the arm of the chair or on my arm despite my need to have it free and sometimes I pause from work or pull her close against me to rest slightly purring against my chest and not body-blocking the view of keyboard and screen... At night and time to sleep, she walks across me with hard pointed feet that concentrate all her little weight against nerve points and tender spots that wince... I wake to find that I'm... Sign in to see full entry.