Kitties inside. Tummy’s full of chicken and gravy. Lips smacking. Then. Jul2 by Thaddeus Dombrowski Grooming paws. Eyes closed. Followed by. Low purr. And nap. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
I was about to correct an obvious flaw. Then I saw. I wished I had named one of my cats Tummy.
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.”