This morning the cats are very companionable. But they want to know why I'm standing on the chair and looking at them from above. "It's something humans do," I tell them.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
What's inside a cat?
Last night when Mozart was sleeping I crept up to him and laid my ear against the warm fur of his stomach. He meowed sleepily and put a paw over his eyes. Inside his stomach I heard a sound like bubbling soup.
This morning the cats are very companionable. But they want to know why I'm standing on the chair and looking at them from above. "It's something humans do," I tell them.
This morning the cats are very companionable. But they want to know why I'm standing on the chair and looking at them from above. "It's something humans do," I tell them.
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