Nikki was being so lovey dovey tonight. She spent half an hour in my lap, allowing me to adore her and scritch her all over. She purred her little furry head off while leaning in to first one hand, then the other, while carefully turning this way and that in order to catch all the scritches in all the right places. She was one very happy little kitty when she finally left my lap to go and groom her fur back into place.

But hey! What is this? My hands have sprouted black hair all over them! I feel some hairs tickling my nose. Is it a full moon? Am I turning into a werewolf? HOOOOWWWL!

Copyright © Marina Kurten
April 5, 2002