Saturday, December 5, 2009

getting braver

I love but want to kill peacock feather. It whips around and teases me, I catch it and it's off again. It does keep my mind off all the adjustments I'm being forced to make. The Mom-lady took the day off work yesterday to be with me. Evidently, I had kept her up most of the previous night as part of this adjustment phase. Peacock feather! I will tear you apart one day soon. I surprised the new parents with my claw-sharpening skills on the slanted cardboard thing. I really get into sharpening my claws, especially when I know they will be used to kill peacock feather.

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