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and then there were....three.
a spontaneous contagion, a flirtatious change of rhythm.
in an uncharacteristic characteristic sweep, i spent yesterday evening acquainting a small kitten to my house. in the preview, i had decided the name before the encounter: maestro, an aesthetic choice based on the beautiful interaction between the next doors a and e. however, a second judgment might lead me to rethink and rename in the vein of something more unanimously, earnestly, and most seriously unfacetiously feminine.
my new tiny cat friend is a tiny cat princess who has taken the liberty of reigning supreme over my flat in one night. She is not immediately friendly. She will bite and scratch and hiss at you without remorse if you suggest the possibility of assumed familiarity, or touch her in a way that she has not explicitly requested. but after a night of mutual trust establishment, she shadowed me around the house this morning, being playful and attention needing, and innocently affectionate. i anticipate a cyclical regimen of mood swings and cat naps. she has a twitchy tail with a kink and the biggest greenest wide eyes and some serious attitude.
a nice cure for my post pride bouts of sentimentality. but for the record, i had a great fucking weekend.
a spontaneous contagion, a flirtatious change of rhythm.
in an uncharacteristic characteristic sweep, i spent yesterday evening acquainting a small kitten to my house. in the preview, i had decided the name before the encounter: maestro, an aesthetic choice based on the beautiful interaction between the next doors a and e. however, a second judgment might lead me to rethink and rename in the vein of something more unanimously, earnestly, and most seriously unfacetiously feminine.
my new tiny cat friend is a tiny cat princess who has taken the liberty of reigning supreme over my flat in one night. She is not immediately friendly. She will bite and scratch and hiss at you without remorse if you suggest the possibility of assumed familiarity, or touch her in a way that she has not explicitly requested. but after a night of mutual trust establishment, she shadowed me around the house this morning, being playful and attention needing, and innocently affectionate. i anticipate a cyclical regimen of mood swings and cat naps. she has a twitchy tail with a kink and the biggest greenest wide eyes and some serious attitude.
a nice cure for my post pride bouts of sentimentality. but for the record, i had a great fucking weekend.