I know… Footsies it not a real word. I don’t care, I’m French! 😉 No… Not French-French (I wouldn’t want to get complaints from male readers for misrepresentation). I’m the cheap version of French-French, Canadian French, which has the advantage that I can speak understandable English, though it might not make up for not having…… Continue reading Treating the Footsies…
So used to think we were looking the same way, we didn’t even care to make sure the other one was still there anymore. And when I turned towards you, it was as if you were a stranger… Like meeting you for the first time… In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by…… Continue reading For the first time…
Freja has tons of places to nap. TONS of places, including  a cat tree, two beds, two sofas, two armchairs and many simple chairs… No. Miss Freja would much rather knock half the books off one of the living room’s shelves. Notice the innocent look in the book-knocker’s face! *Sigh*
Cyranny's Cove 