My precious little muse, Maui, had been sleeping on my bed, curled into a tight ball—and, god, he looked so inviting that had to go join him; I wrapped my arms around his sleeping form and drifted. He remained unmoved, purring. Then, suddenly, his head popped up and he began delivering the most delicious little tongue kisses to my face! I was so dazzled by this unexpected thrill that I started giggling and cooing uncontrollably—and I thought, well goodness gracious, to what do I owe this surprise? I was pretty sure that he was simply letting me know how important I am - so I continued giggling and cooing, basking in sand-papery delight…When I realized that a piece of dinner from earlier in the evening had become embedded into my face.
Oh—my heart sank just a bit, but I let his sand-papery tongue scrape across my face until every last remnant of Spicy Orzo had been consumed.
posted some time in feb of 2008
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