How perfectly precise the particles cling to trousers, housecoats, linens, and chairs. Perceptible strands of furry debris, perennial tracks of feline leavings grind their way into fibers, bury their way into carpets. Pervasive fuzz of variegated hues, calico patterns on suiting blues. Traces of tabby astound, tortie fur confounds the vacuum cleaner’s best efforts to remove the mess. Nevertheless you might guess, kitty-cats are the pets I love best.
This poetry assignment was loads of fun, but yeah… I don’t think I should quit my day job. LOL
*Writing 201: Poetry, Assignment Three
JULI HOFFMAN 
Totes adorbs; ) I have two dogs that she’d like crazy so I understand — and why do we always wear black??
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Between the dog and two cats, I have EVERY color of pet hair. LOL No garment is safe. 🙂
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Your love for our furry friends shines through! Well done!
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Thank you!
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We go through lint rollers like crazy with 3 dogs and 2 cats. There’s hair everywhere, but I wouldn’t trade my four-legged children for anything. Great poem.
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I hear ya! We have lint rollers all over the house. I love my fur-babies too! 🙂
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Aw, come on, that was a lot of fun. You are too hard on yourself.
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Thanks! *blushes*
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Is that a picture of your cat? I can almost hear them purring! I am definitely a cat person living with to very allergic-to-cats humans. *sad face*
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That’s a pic my cat, Steve. He’s my blogging buddy. 🙂
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STEVE! I love that his name is Steve. If I had a blogging buddy like him I would blog more. xo
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Ha ha! I love it!
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Thanks!
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