GOD WHY IS THIS STUPID BRAT SO FUCKING CUTE. I WANT TO PUT HIM IN AN ICE CREAM CONE AND SWALLOW HIS LITTLE PINK NOSE UP.
He has so many shades. It’s roll in to my arms on my chest, cup my face (claws in), lick my entire lips vigorously and then start purring. Or get up mid-way on my chest, do a needy meow and then rub his face near my neck while I’m just scratching under his chin as he purrs satisfied.
THEN he’ll suddenly be distracted by the tissue box and he’ll play gently.
THEN he’ll get the zoomies and run around with the many balls mums strewn around the house for him. AND scream for somebody to play with.
It’s weird but Luna’s second pregnancy and the following shunning of him has brought us closer. I wish I could just let them both be to live in the way “God intended”.
One day at a time. For now, I’m so in love and my heart is SO full. And I play our songs for him to let him know you had my heart first and forever.
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