Yeah, I know, furball.. Where do you think it comes from?! Not long ago, our (well, miss Freja’s) cat tree broke. I was not totally surprised. After having been Cissy and Freja’s playground for more than 6 years, it had endured more than its share of clawing, jumping around and much much napping time. Since…… Continue reading Look Mum! Thatz my new hawz!
via Daily post prompt – Buff She put a log in the fire, and returned silently to the kitchen. The kettle was about to whistle, and she took it off the stove, just in time. She wasn’t thirsty, per say, but making tea was a ritual that calmed her, and she needed just that. To…… Continue reading The letter…
Do you sit, in the dark wondering where my words have gone, when I stay silent do you miss my smile, my giggles, do you wish I knocked at your door, suddenly without notice do you… do you need my arms to nestle in, after hanging your worries at the door… do you want to…… Continue reading Do you ever wonder…
