Softly Furring Patter Paws
Gently he comes to me. Quietly he calls me in a small voiced mew. He stands waiting for me to respond From the glaring screen in front of me. His fur is all soft and fluffy, He arrived years ago as a small bundle of cat joy. He grew up physically, In his head he is a two=year-old. He sometimes meows... Sign in to see full entry.