Like A Blue-Arsed Fly
Mar. 31st, 2019 10:44 amThe cat goes tearing past the window. I expect to see something after him- another cat or a large bird or- I don't know exactly- but there's nothing. Perhaps it was just an explosion of joie de vivre.
Or perhaps there's something out there he can sense and I can't.
Or perhaps there's something out there he can sense and I can't.
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Date: 2019-03-31 10:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-03-31 03:20 pm (UTC)