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I don't know if the someone who has received the present will see it like that - cats can sure be a nuisance now and then *glares at striped cat playing with his big toe and unravelling wool thread from his sock and hisses 'stop it, Hendrix' * - but I think the best present I have ever given to my Blouseman someone is a cat.
He's a sweet cat, nothing like that little devil. See? *scoops up a black cat with big green eyes and a shy look, smiles sappily as cat curls up in his lap and starts to purr*.
He's called Santana and he was a little lost thing when I found him. I couldn't bear to leave him there, I knew he was not wanted and there are places where unwanted things who mewl and scratch at your door and are hungry have a way of disappearing never to be seen again.
So I took it home with me as a present for my love.
He's a sweet cat, nothing like that little devil. See? *scoops up a black cat with big green eyes and a shy look, smiles sappily as cat curls up in his lap and starts to purr*.
He's called Santana and he was a little lost thing when I found him. I couldn't bear to leave him there, I knew he was not wanted and there are places where unwanted things who mewl and scratch at your door and are hungry have a way of disappearing never to be seen again.
So I took it home with me as a present for my love.
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Date: 2005-09-02 05:02 pm (UTC)From: (Anonymous)no subject
Date: 2005-09-02 07:27 pm (UTC)From:*grins, pleased, as he keeps trailing his fingers across Santana's back in a hypnothic caress*
I like having a purring kitten curled up in my lap