Saturday, February 16, 2013

Window Seat {388}

Dear Miss Dinah,


You wore pink from head to toe.

Hot pink.

Pink. Pink. Pink. And more pink.

Just like what I see when I look into the closet -- pink.

I'd like to say this was a smile. But it was more like a laugh that turned into a squawk.

Later, I let you hang out and play at the window, which was a major treat.

You aren't the only one who likes to be up there.

Pizwit tries to escape into a small crevice at the side, but not if you can help it.

Sorry Kitty.

I love you,

Mamma <3

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