Kitties inside. Tummy’s full of chicken and gravy. Lips smacking. Then.

Grooming paws.

Eyes closed.

Followed by.

Low purr.

And nap.

2 comments on “Kitties inside. Tummy’s full of chicken and gravy. Lips smacking. Then.”

Thaddeus Dombrowski says:

I was about to correct an obvious flaw. Then I saw. I wished I had named one of my cats Tummy.

Rosemarie Dombrowski says:

I like the poem,descriptive and to the point. love to you, mom

On Wed, Jul 2, 2014 at 7:19 PM, The Atheist Who Believes in God wrote:

> Thaddeus Dombrowski posted: “Grooming paws. Eyes closed. Followed by. > Low purr. And nap.”

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2 comments on “Kitties inside. Tummy’s full of chicken and gravy. Lips smacking. Then.”