Ca(t)dvent Day 16
When I was a kitten, jumping onto the table seemed to be an impossible mission. I couldn’t see over the grass, but I could hide everywhere. No flowerpot was small enough that I could not squeeze in.
Catdvent
Still, I love all kind of flowers, especially roses.
What did your cats love when they were kitten?
Such a beautiful cat!
btw, with your blog being called angle (and views) it put me in mind of that poem-
Cats, no less liquid than their shadows,
Offer no angles to the wind.
They slip, diminished, neat, through loopholes
Less than themselves; will not be pinned
🙂
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Thank you so much! The poem perfectly describes cats 🙂
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