Soft soft soft puffball creamsicle with eyes like eyes like
the pale blue of my china-patterned comfortor. An offended expression, more or
less constantly. Dainty and proper, except when meowing plaintively,
repetitively, for mysterious reasons. Always in the right. Master of her
domain. At ease with making demands for her proper due.
He with his bass drum purr, aggressively seeking cuddles and
just as abruptly departing for shores unknown. Thick in body and mind. Startled
into flight by sudden noise, like a sneeze or a vacuum cleaner starting. Prone
to careening into walls when moving fast, despite his lordly demeanor at more
manageable speeds.
They run the household in the small matters important to
them. Betrayed and bewildered by the occasional presence of Dog. Willing to forgive all once obedience is
rendered.
I wish this didn't make so much sense.
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