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Just me.  Other days, I am.
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Saturday, October 11, 2008 @ 10:55 PM
I Swear My grandmother is such a cat person. She has five cute and overly well-fed felines in her tiny apartment. Cookie, Chip, Caramel, Clover and Psycho (!!) Under her ultimate care and throwing in her fullest attention, these little kittens quickly bloomed to really huge cats. Seriously, the cats seems like they are twelve months pregnant every time I see them. No wonder stray cats are often lingering at her door step. =O Her eyes were full of joy when she praised her favourite of all, Clover. How he would transform into a nocturnal animal at night to watch the house for her and catch lizards/cockroaches. All these, while she sleeps. Her boundless love towards animals is amazing. I like watching cats. They make me want to slow down my pace and just conjuring the image of them resting quietly with blissful looks on their faces is comforting enough. For those in action, it makes me think that they are excited and eager to run off to somewhere else to seek for new adventures. Call me crazy for saying such stuff cos I do feel a little of that. But just a little while of thinking such strange thoughts feels fine. Anyway for me, I would be slightly more than contented if i had 'momo' as my pet. -winks- |