Evening 048

Jul 28, 2008 13:52

This snow brings back so many memories. Even if it is just slush now. Memories of a time long since dead. Of a hunt.

Katan seems to greatly appreciate the sweater I obtained for him to wear. Being without fur this cold is not good for him. Which is also why he has formed a little nest within my closet. A place of warmth to fight this cool weather.

Mon cheri...Cloud...kindly leave him be. Of course, I could offer you both a distraction in place of going after him. You both enjoyed the last one.

distractions are win, katan, cloud, snow, cold, slush, anita

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