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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required And I can just see him there by the wind chimes chiming their morning song smiling at us outside along with the orange juice and apple, and apple butter set up beside the grits and raisin toast in the toaster. Maple syrup ready for heating in the microwave with many funny, grand events circumstances questions of the day already being proposed to you in all seriousness. Running up and down the spine and belly really wrestling with your patience. Answered swiftly with light chuckling laughter. As I think wisely and answer saying "as you and I are set to bed at night, we all too need God's peace in the morning". Stomping on the floor with a rugged click clack clack... saying "overt, wisdom is not patient to fond reflection of itself alone. So is the way of the chopstick. Lying there so defined ... . Hands sick. Hear their plea. They cry mercy, use me ... !" Remembering when she was younger their Mothers' Mother our other kitten Precious of memory's past yes her kittens many antics with my Wife and children and me. As one of Blue Jeans our oldest Daughters' new Mother Kitten, or I should say Cat now, with her first little litter of kitten, as we found her pregnant now some time ago and now her three, no two kittens -- the one little fuzzball I forget her name. They both jumped me this morning. One climbing up "my spine right now" one my shoulder scooting down my belly on to my knee as I stick it out so it can jump onto my broken down dark brown leather Lazy Boy flip back Daddy chair as I'm leaning myself back, with one hand for the other. As I change their bowls so they may have food and water. As they play with one another over who in the process gets my big toe. They haven't figured quite yet it being quite stinky. There being two, connected to me there is another protruding shell toy of a fleshy distraction for both of them. Like the simple spontaneity of my little one, jawing away on a pickle slurping it down wiping his mouth on my coat shirt pocket, as with a big grunt the youngster looks at me, then cuts a wet one in its diaper, just as I'm wanting to go to the restroom myself, and reaching, needing, a paper towel. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JBfjU3_XOaA
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