
All For the Love of a Cat
By Candace Hall
When I sit alone in the dark and feel the silence surround me, I know, I have a friend. His warm eyes meet mine and seem to say, hey! "Who loves you baby?" Those mornings when you wake up and just don't want to get out of bed; who lands with a thud on your chest and seems to smile at you?
On stormy nights when the lightning flashes and the thunder roars, who curls up in your lap and stays close as skin? When those inevitable tears ...
Published on October 02, 2011 18:13