I love the softness of his fur; the way his two front teeth look like little fangs; him curled up like a little mouse when sleeping; his purr; to feel the calming heat from his body against mine; the bluest eyes ever seen; whitest whiskers; the bend of his tail; his passion for bread; four paws running over the floor; his snow-white belly; him playing fetch with his toy animal; him stretched out fully to reach the keys in the door; him knowing his name and coming when called at; his sigh when falling asleep; fearless when meeting other cats; a true schmetterling!
Crazy cat lady! But there are worst things than being that - being a crazy lady without cats.
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