Blogging · Freja · Me myself and I · Thoughts

You wouldn’t survive…

Twenty four hours in the outside world! I’ve told Freja this very phrase thousands of times in the past five years. And not as an insult, no, it’s rather a reminder and a warning, knowing how our little furball lacks feline instinct. You’d think that all cats were gifted with the skills of their larger…… Continue reading You wouldn’t survive…

Blogging · Fiction · stories

Beware…

I’ve been prowling around your lair, hoping to catch a glimpse of you amongst the shadows. * Been scavenging your trash  for leftover words, I would have drunk straight from your lips. * Beware my fangs, and my claws… Love. * Beware the lust I have to press my mouth upon your neck. To hunt…… Continue reading Beware…