This blog is the ongoing story of nine-hundred and twenty-two cats, including kittens. We consider on a near daily basis the poetics of cat sensibility - the wit, brilliance, elegance and magic of catdom. We try to ignore hairballs and their sound effects.
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She is indeed a precious little work of art.
Back when I lived in LA, there was a sandwich vendor who worked a little cart downtown. He had a sign saying "Art's Sandwiches - Every Sandwich A Work Of Art."
That's probably what Cloudling's Maker calls Itself.
Hi, PoliticalCat - Did you try clicking on it? Everything is soft and blurry but her eyes... And can you kiss Zingiber's eye for me? Or not, if he'd rather not!
Oh, my! What intense eyes she has.
Zingiber &mdash poor thing &mdash is so hot he's lost his voice. He keeps looking at me with one squinty and one normal eye, and opening his mouth to make a muffled croak. I told him you sent him a kiss, and he licked my fingers, so I guess his message is "Please kiss Aunt Lizzy for me."
Pity his tongue is like really coarse sandpaper! Bandicoot has such a little rosepetal of a tongue, it's nice to be licked by him.
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