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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[sovay]

Happy kittening day! I was initially very confused at this photo until I realized she was on a blanket with kitten patterns.

I don't know how cats are supposed to approach figurative art, but she and her brother always loved that blanket.