George takes a running leap from just inside the doorway, and lands with a heavy thud on the bed. He runs up my side and curls into the crook of my arm, purring madly, nudging my hand for scratches and pats.
Close to sleep, I glance at the clock. ‘Georgie look it’s 11:11, make a wish.’ He moves his body around so I can tickle his chin. ‘When the numbers are the same you make a wish. It’s like a magic time. What would you wish for beautiful boy? Maybe for some more biscuits?’
He sighs with a loud purr and stretches and puts his face on his paws, as if he has everything he could wish for right here. I love his sounds. He is furry magnificence. The time flicks to 11:12.
A cat is a lion in a jungle of small bushes ~ Indian Proverb
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