Little grey boy
Lauren Kantrovich
yes, you, my darling whiskered boy— crouching and pouncing on hills of grass and leaves, your motor rumbles sweetly. You heed my call, a quick click of the tongue and you fit in my arms with ease. Nuzzle up to me and I’ll nuzzle up to you. Sibling, brother, mother – all that I am to you.
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