do you love me?*
This morning Mr Smokes meowed at me for food.
I asked him if he wanted the wet food in a sachet.
He replied with a soft meow.
Then I asked him if he knows that I love him.
Again a soft meow.
Then I asked him if he loves me.
Silence.
I asked again.
Silence.
Then I told him if he does not love me, I will not open the sachet.
He gave a loud roar.
October 12, 2006 // anjali* pranced on tip-toes all over the keyboard at 4:26 pm
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