Thursday, March 20, 2014

First Day of Spring at Pomodoro


She was very late in coming home to me, according to my feline sense of time. While she dined, I fasted. While she was yukking it up with Suzy, I was pining away for my dinner. And when she got home she didn't even thank me for my patience and endurance. The leftovers did smell good, though.

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