Like the bear, she sleeps for seasons.
Unlike the bear, her fur is for petting.
She bounces. She moves her head beneath your fingers and lets you stroke her back.
Until she wraps around your wrist and sinks her teeth in.
She stretched her legs and sniffs your hands for the outdoors.
She comes to you for affection
and sprints away if you pull her close.
Alley contains the charm of cats
One, a cat's pur is softer than any blanket.
Two, they lick your fingers on special occasions
Three, They are willing to be petted no matter your mood.
Four, they climb on strangers' heads.
Five, they fit perfectly in your arms.
Six, anything is a plaything.
Seven, They ignore you when you're mad at them, but wil aways forgive you later.
Eight, if they are sick of you, they will tell you; cats are unfailingly honest.
Nine, they are low mantinence.
Ten, they are cuteness with eyes.
She paws under the door, and waits for you Outside the bathroom.
She curls to her stomach for you to stroke; Her purr sooths your skin.
She led a prison break
She stuck it to the man
She defends the base, even stuck indoors.
She topples trees
She ate a small child, but cleaned her paws Handsomely after.
And when she rests her little head on your arm And curls into your side,
You can feel her heart vibrating;
encircled in your arms.
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