Friday, December 23, 2016

When I notice the cat fur

stuck to my awful popcorn ceilings
glued to the ceiling fan blades
stuffed under the hateful carpet edges
artistically lining a plate just taken out of the dishwasher
littering my favorite warm in-house pullover
in my sheets and my nose and my sink and . . .

then . . .

I need to look where
it should be
so I remember
I love cats

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