The dark black, sly, cute, clever cat crawled then pounced sticking its razor sharp claws out of his snowy white socks. His gleaming, gorgeous face looked up at me with large, innocent blue eyes. This clean silky, smooth, sparkling body rubbed up against my leg purring like a turbo. I patted him under his absolutely white chin which has a little black dot on it. On cold winter mornings  he would come trotting up to me, his long magnificent whiskers bouncing up and down. Then leaping wide eyed landing softly and quite gracefully on my lap ready to curl up. His shiny gleaming tail looked very delicate and soft. His loud, lively turbo purr was sweet.

By Nicole