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Hunter Cat on Couch (Semi-Filler)
Rustles in the twig pile...
Chatters of vermin...
Callings from the corners of sky...
But the predator still sleeps on soft cushions.
And when he is ready,
Another century will begin.
Chatters of vermin...
Callings from the corners of sky...
But the predator still sleeps on soft cushions.
And when he is ready,
Another century will begin.
Published 8th Dec 2014
| Edited 9th Dec 2014
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15th Dec 2014 12:54pm
Yeah... and this godly one in particular will give you a good swatting if you don't get that spot under the chin just right...
And now that it's winter and horrible with a foot of snow outside, he's quite the bundle of love and joy to have around...
And now that it's winter and horrible with a foot of snow outside, he's quite the bundle of love and joy to have around...
