Preia has an unerring instinct...
Feb. 27th, 2003 09:59 am... for knowing just when I'm about to get up, and choosing that precise moment to plop down in my lap, in a limp purring blissy-eyed bundle of love.
"You're gonna hold me and skritch my ears for the next three hours... right?"
Awww. Now she's burrowing her nose against my arm. I'm lost...
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Date: 2003-02-27 10:19 pm (UTC)"Pree-ah" is the way we say her name, though we have no idea if that's accurate. It's a Russian name; there's a tradition of giving Siberian cats Russian names. (We looked at Siberian names, but those were just too dysphonic sounding to contemplate).
I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your own catfriend! :-(
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Date: 2003-02-27 04:53 pm (UTC)He always lies right on my belly when I have cramps.
Kitties are angels with furâ‰
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Date: 2003-02-27 10:20 pm (UTC)