Wednesday, November 08, 2006
pinky leon excerpt
pinky leon keeps cleaning his shaved paw. i guess the bald leg against his regular (and thickening for winter) coat feels wrong to him. it is like a strange rock, bare in a a field of grass. hard not to obsess about really. so so smooth, and then abruptly so hairy. i put my finger in the way of his cleaning to distract him and he licks my finger twice, then looks at me annoyed. i don't know how a cat can form such a perturbed expression, like a teenager. i think it's something in the angle of his lashes. he starts to vigorously flap his tail. i move my hand away because i know what comes next.
now he is done cleaning and sleeps in my lap. my little round companion with big round eyes.