What a face this cat is wearing. Looks like, " I'm trying to rest, here. Don't mess with me." What kind of cat? Those eyes say there is a bit of Siamese in there somewhere.
the night will never stay, the night will still go by, though with a million stars you pin it to the sky; though you bind it with the blowing wind, and buckle it with the moon, the night will slip away like sorrow or a tune.
What a face this cat is wearing. Looks like, " I'm trying to rest, here. Don't mess with me."
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I love your header photo.
Oh my, I wouldn't dare disturb this serious fella. I believe if he could speak he would say, "Ehem, no paparazzi, I'm incognito today."
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