Amidst the storm and wind and cold and disintigrations, a minor miracle: she lets me cat-bathe her - appropriate, she being a cat - and doesn't run away. She even seems content. Purrs.
Endings. Beginnings. Surprise.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Posted by Sonia Lyris at 11:13 PM
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