January 29, 2007

Friday Cat Blogging (with poetry)















Sophie

Saturday Morning


I lie down with book in hand
Ready to wander unknown worlds.
Sophie joins me
Nestled between my breasts,
Cheek resting against my cheek,
Whiskers tickling.
Breathing.
Purring.
Tilting her head to expose the perfect place to scratch.
Body curled around the hand that caresses her belly.
It is impossible to read
but she is unconcerned.
It would never occur to her
to do other than that
which is cat
to do.

WeaverRose
October 2006

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