Mother chose a magazine from the stack. She flipped pages and sipped her juice. My tail twitched uncontrollably. The pigeon stared at me. I remained calm. I couldn’t get to him this time with the window closed between us. “I only want to talk!” I meowed and my claws popped out involuntarily.
– Written for Sacha Black’s Writespiration #101 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 5. Prompt words were “time, stack, juice, pigeon.” WC 52. Photo from simple pimple.
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Such Awesome words and photo. 🌹🌹🌹
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THAT IS AN AWESOME PHOTO!!! Did you take it? Cracking entry, I love it 😀
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Thank you! Sadly, I did not take that photo. Really wish I had 🙂
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