Carol rejoices with her new furry bundle!
Willow contemplates . . . .
brushing her teeth?
Dear creature by the fire a-purr,
Strange idol, eminently bland,
Miraculous puss! As o'er your furr
I trail a negligible hand
And gaze into your gazing eyes,
And wonder in a demi-dream
What mystery it is that lies
Behind those slits that glare and gleam...
(From: The Cat)
--Lytton Strachey
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