The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
– Carl Sandburg
Cats feet and toes are my nemesis, in fact, I am fascinated by all animals feet but a cats toe-tees all pink and soft are just darling.
The knowledge that cunningly sheathed within those velvet paws are weapons of mass destruction, is what makes a cat so deliciously dangerous.
All my love
4 thoughts on “THE VELVET PAW”
Lovely! and I LOVE that Carl Sandburg poem.
Thanks C, me too, it really reminds me of a cat 🙂
Awww, Miss Patchouli, you do have such pretty feet, ones which you easily use to keep your two dog siblings in line.
🙂 Mandy xo
Indeed she does, they are very wary of those claws 🙂