Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I Am...

I am curious and cuddly.
I wonder what cool, new, high places I can discover.
I hear my mommy's keys in the door.
I see myself exploring the great outdoors.
I want some ice cream.
I am curious and cuddly.

I pretend I am an acrobat.
I feel the grass under my paws as I chase the squirrel that taunts me.
I touch my mommy's face.
I worry she will not come home.
I cry when I want attention.
I am curious and cuddly.

I understand my mommy hates it when I jump up on something and knock things over, leaving destruction in my wake.
I say, "Who cares?  It's fun!"
I dream of days filled with play and sleep and mischief and love.
I try to comfort my mommy.
I hope she'll share some cuddles with me and maybe some of her dinner.
I am curious and cuddly.

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