From across the yard she spies him
His heart leaps! ... and yet he remains cautious
He comes down off his wall and looks the dashing rouge
she remains coy
and cruel
she informs him in no uncertain terms; her heart belongs to another and she spurns him, again.
she takes respite on her bench with the favored stinky sisal rug
but at a distance
The End
:D I Love this!!
ReplyDeletePictures are worth a thousand words.
ReplyDeleteNothing ventured, nothing gained!!!
ReplyDeleteGoodness he is so handsome. But probably good that you act so alluring. Those are super pictures. Love the story.Thanks so much for the purrs for Lucky.
ReplyDeleteLooks like you are having lots of fun. We like your blog so we are following, Brian sent us here. Hugs and nose kisses
ReplyDeleteOH I LOVE THIS!!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful!
ReplyDeleteLove love love the fourth picture -- just purrfection.
purrin
xoxox
We have some sort of ballet like this going on. Two gentlemen caller coming in for the girls - who for obvious surgical reasons ignore them - only to be chased by the boys when they can muster sufficient courage - in particular Caos - to defend their territory.
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