I'm singing out this poem all the way back home

[sovay]

Tonight being Kittening Day Observed, Hestia was miffed that I would not let her at my olive-and-pepper-tinned sardines, but for the actual twelfth anniversary of Kittening Day, she was fed on lox. A dozen years she has been in our lives, the cat of legend. Her brother grows into irises. I still remember the soft musk under his ears. She lay warm and purring on my feet all afternoon.

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[asakiyume]

Actual Kitten and Blanket Kitten are uncanny together.

Much love to Hestia and to the irises of Autolycus. And to you!

[sovay]

Actual Kitten and Blanket Kitten are uncanny together.

The way she appeared to cast it like a shadow.

Much love to Hestia and to the irises of Autolycus. And to you!

*hugs*

Thank you!