Cat Lady (This is Weird As Fuck)
Cat Lady How I love him . My beautiful baby boy. I love when he tilts his chin up to let me scratch his beautiful-long-soft fur. I love how he purrs when I hold him. I love when he closes his eyes and lets me give him forehead smooches. I love how he chases a laser, how he eye-fucks a bird, cleans his tail, sleeps. It's not just him. Obviously. My two shelter darlings will always hold my heart in their needle teeth, but I just adore him so much--and I'm not supposed to . He wasn't supposed to bond with me like this. I have to give him back. I can't give him back. "Darling, darling," I murmur into the fur atop his head. His purr rumbles against my pressed mouth, my chest where he's held in my arms. He's warm, I feel like a mother. Then he curves in loop in the sun, licking outstretched haunch on the bedroom carpet. Then he whines and yowls at my fuzzy socks as they slide o...