four feet under

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My four feet are under me as one foot. I stand tall and begin an extended session of purr. I feel my upper body nod forward with each wave of purr.

At length of pause and paw each alternating sides stretching my toes into the pillow. The day is clear and the sky birdless. I scan the room adn out the window as I rock and am rocked by purrs.

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