The Journal of Mainon A Schwartz|
09/29/2003 05:53 a.m.
I got a kitten (as you may have guessed from the title) yay!
She's five months old, utterly gorgeous, perfectly grey with such a sheen that she looks silver, like a piece of jewelry I can't afford.
Her name is Leilah, dark beauty in Arabic.
I promise not to write stupid poetry about my cat (I've never liked poems about pets, no offense to any on here) but I really did have to gush a bit--
there's something holy about holding a bit of breathing flesh and knowing it is dependent on you for life
My mother said she feels like a grandmother (better this than for real, I think, by much) but I wonder if it's wrong of me to think that a baby will never be quite this beautiful, if only because it doesn't have fur?
I know, I'm ridiculous. But still. Might as well let you all in on my ridiculousness too...
I am currently Affectionate
I am listening to shivering skin... Leilah's not big enough to keep all of me warm
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