stripped bare

Little terror of my nights.

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As the French love to say, “Books and cats and fair-haired little girls make the best furnishing for a room”. Hmm… my room’s almost complete, now where’s my bottle of bleach?

It’s been about two months since the little tiger came into my household. That’s two months of scratches and bite marks all over my hands and legs. Every morning, his soft mews and hungry protests wake me as he rubs himself against my feet. And every night, I feel his warmth between my ankles where he’s snuggled up for the night.

And I still can’t believe he’s mine.


Written by smudgi3

January 26, 2007, Friday at 21:12

Posted in Motherhood

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