The Cat Chronicles

Shakti the ferocious feline is sprawled on one of my two desks, watching me sort through my papers. She is long haired with a white chest and belly, and black and gray mottling over her back and sides, with a huge coon tail. She is satisfied as long as she is in the middle of everything. I have had to knock her off the desk a couple of times when she went to play with the orange flowers in the vase. She usually manages to upend my flowers, but I am learning to use vases that won't tip over. The current floral arrangement is particularly gorgeous, lean, long and assymmetrical, arising from an amber vase with a round bulb of a base. Flowers bring me joy, as does the kitten, when she is not in the process of killing something.
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