Without fail every morning my dear Chloe will come up to me as I sit in front of the computer eating my breakfast and drinking my coffee. She will stand on her back legs, front paws on my leg. She chirps. She chirps until I reach down and scratch her back. Only then is she happy. Of course, she does this repeatedly in the morning until I tell her she's had enough.
This is the face I get to see every single morning...
I rake my fingers up and down her spine and she just purrs. I look at her and think, "she can't be 11 years old." She acts more and more like a kitten each and every day.
5 comments:
ooooh, the power of a kitteh chirp.
they've been known to soothe even the most troubled souls, ya know.
good thing she only wants a lick or two of yer breffas.
;)
B
Chloe is a charmer.
Cute picture of your morning chirper. We have one here as well :o)
A coffee and a cat in the morning. You described it beautifully and it sounds like pure paradise. Lovely site!
Whenever I'm frustrated or down, my little dogs really make me smile. Whenever I sit down on the couch to watch TV, my little dachsund comes scurrying over, plops down next to my feet and barks until I pick him up and put him next to me.
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