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Pussycat, pussycat, I love you

My Leila is such a darling pussycat. She's always by my side, and when she sits in my lap, she buries her face in my armpit. At night, she stretches out on my pillow, and holds my head in her paws. She likes to lick my face and eyelids -- she's terribly affectionate, but knows I don't appreciate having my skin licked raw night after night; hence the vice-like grip. When she's afraid, she runs to me (last night e.g., when there was a thunderstorm right above our heads, with rolling thunder and blinding flashes of light), and purs and purs. She's always purring. And when she walks, she doesn't walk -- she minces. She's cute as a button, but most of all, my Leila is my darling pussycat.

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gamiila
Jun. 15th, 2006 08:56 pm (UTC)
Yes. Don't we forgive them just about anything?
desdemonaspace
Jun. 15th, 2006 11:12 pm (UTC)
Yes. Forgot to say, I love your description. My girl minces, too.