Wonderful work!! I hope to see more from this guest!
Pussy willow, pussy willow,
Where have you gone?
Hiding far away
From the madding throng.
Her feeble paw stretched out in a futile attempt to grab his attention. There was a new cat on the block, lean and lithe and graceful. The old cat had been ravaged by age and sorrow. Her face and body showed every single line of her life, every punch that had been thrown at her.
He sat there between his two lady loves, happy, content and blissful, blissful in the love that filled the room.
The old cat continued to stay lit upon his lap. He instinctively stroked her, tenderly, gently and often. She mewled and purred with pleasure.
The young newcomer quietly took up a position near the old cat. She was in sacred space now. The old cat was battered and bruised. Her beauty had been washed away by the tsunami of time…
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