Random Thought
Posted on Aug 26, 2007 by jason
A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face. Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.
— Janet F. Faure
[dedicated to Kazon and Loki, for both are wont to do this very thing whilst I lie in bed]
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