The first time I saw…
Those eyes look back at me, I saw in them one more like me. I was not as alone as I had thought. Now I sit warm, my cat next to me, alive.
Written for this week’s Trifecta about my cat who claimed me, not the other way around, soon after I lost my previous cat to old age. She’s not at all like Tommy was and for that I love her all the more. She didn’t try to replace him, just carved a new niche for herself in my life.
http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2014/01/trifextra-week-100.html
Breathing In 
I love how animals do that. Your last word is a killer. Nice job. Thanks for linking up!
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This is sweet… I wrote about my kitty, too 🙂
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They just make it so easy to write about, don’t they?
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Love the lines about the cat. So nice.
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Thank you.
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The back story is as good as the post! The cat chooses the owner, absolutely. Loved this entry. Thanks for being a cat lover. 🙂
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Thank you for reading and also being a cat lover.
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Pets are great. I’m glad you could fill that hole.
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