Sitting on cat chairs
’cause they all belong to me.
You could have claimed one
but it’s too late now, you see.
After warming this blueness,
don’t ask me to go.
With my own claws and cat hair,
I shaped it just so! ~ms
In truth, Siri (who I fondly call “Seaweed”) is the sweetest and most trusting cat that we have ever had. We adopted her from the Siamese Cat Rescue Center a year and a half ago. She was found taped up in a box with several other kittens, with only 5 small holes punched in the top for air. She could have died in there. If a human had been that cruel to me, I would never have trusted another person again. But Siri has totally forgiven the world for any unkindness that she endured. It is the middle of the night and she is lying right here—watching out for me.
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