She holds on with both hands

With a growl she shouts, ‘Mine’, Her name is Flower, Main Coon linage, Loo Loo is nearing fifteen, Eats twice a day soft food, But Flower snarks and takes no prisoners, When she is near a bowl of Loo Loo’s soft cat food, One hands gripping for dear life the side of a bowl,Eyes lockedContinue reading “She holds on with both hands”

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