....and whiskers on kittens.
I hate roses, but psychotic catlets that pounce on unsuspecting inanimate objects... that's a different story. Add to that a litter of 7 week old puppies, and the teeniest, scruffiest of the fur balls in my hands, bestowing wet kisses all over my face... and yet again, I wish I had a tail and could have a litter of feline/canine babies instead of the human variety. Hmmmmm. Freud would have a field day with this. But the joy at watching a kitten do it's special mad, pouncing leap and look startled at the end of it is just priceless. As is the unexpected sighting of dolphins in the Bay, and the indescribable thrill of having one of them swim up right next to you, just a couple of feet away.... a perfect bottle nosed dolphin, so close to the surface, you can see it's smiley face, it's blowhole and sleek skin before suddenly with a swish and a splash, she's turned and run away...! I don't think I've ever seen a wild dolphin up so close and it's different when you're on a boat and they're swimming along side. This one literally came up to us as we stood on the edge, a quick teasing but perfect glimpse before disappearing... pure magic.
I believe I had it right when I was 5. A dog, dolphin and tiger. What every child needs....
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