Sunday, 15 November 2009

Colin

I remember the good old days when Colin (my cat) used to sleep on the end of my bed. He used to leave a lot of hairs but it was okay because I put a blanket down for him. Now though, he's never there and very seldom even enters my room. I remember the time he was cold outside so he knocked on the window for me to let him in (honest) but them days are gone. I miss Colin and his ways, everytime I wiggled my foot he'd look at me as if to say "What you doing?" Keep the look lingering for a while and then go back to his doze.

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