Our cats look at us through the eyes of love. They always see the best in us. They were sent from heaven above. They are patient with us always, when we don't seem to understand some concern they need addressed and we're confused at their demand. They know that we are always at their beck and call; a meal, a stroke, some playtime... really anything at all. They reward us with a look, sometimes a throaty purr. They are captivating aristo-cats wrapped in luxurious fur! ||Susan Orloski - April 2004|| (All Rights Purr-served)

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