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rejectomorphIt is very still tonight. The drawn blanket of cloud hangs above the forest, passing no moonlight or starlight. The frogs have fallen silent. Once in a while, a dog barks. It would be a nice time to sleep undisturbed, but I must walk up the street and listen to my footsteps in the dark. That's restful, too.
I was going to write more, but LJ is being sluggy again, and I'm not sure I'll even get this entry to post, so I don't want to spend too much time on it. Instead, another picture:
Yes, this is Sugar, who got in a fight last night, and went out this morning looking for another, most likely. She is a very aggressive kitty when she wants to be.
I was going to write more, but LJ is being sluggy again, and I'm not sure I'll even get this entry to post, so I don't want to spend too much time on it. Instead, another picture:
Yes, this is Sugar, who got in a fight last night, and went out this morning looking for another, most likely. She is a very aggressive kitty when she wants to be.
