Wednesday, 14 April 2010

The Morning Dance

The morning dance of weaving cats around my ankles, thunderous purrs from night warm fur. I pick up each individually and nuzzle my nose and stroke and kiss each gentle head. . . and so the day begins.

"Your daily life is your school, your temple, and your religion." - Kahlil Gibran


Suz said...

ha ha ha I have this ritual too
especially with Abbey..the feral cat we rescued...she talks in the morning rolling around on her belly and side wanting pets...
Don't you just love them?

Susannah said...

They are adorable creatures aren't they! Glad you have the ritual too and get to appreciate warm morning fur! :-)

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