FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS PART II

What is that noise?
I am on the other side of the door,
but I don’t know where this could be.
The darkness is finally clearing.
I can see grass.
Trees.
And…
What is that?
Three rabbits in a pink car
drive up to me.
The darkest one gets out.
He hops over to me.
With a grin on his face,
he says, “Welcome to Rabbit Land.”
He then goes back into the car
and drives away.
How strange.
How unusual.
Am I in a dream?
Or maybe a nightmare?
I hear bells.
Wedding bells?
Is there going to be a wedding?

Find out tomorrow.

A FLEETING MEMORY

Those precious words,

“Mommy, pick me up.”

Who hasn’t heard them?

The young voice.

The little squeak of pleasure

once you bend down.

The happy little face

gazing up at you.

Remember it.

Enjoy it.

Savor it.

For soon it will only

be a fleeting memory.

PRECIOUS AND FEW

sizvideos:

Baby Kittens All Settled for the Long Awaited Bottles – Video

They’re trying to

hold their own bottles.

Nothing can be as precious or as

innocent as the young.

LET’S HAVE FUN

Let’s have some fun

becdecorbin:
meawbin:

Creepy Cat 11-20

For a lighter moment.

WATCH OUT!

awwww-cute:

If you don’t read THE DEAD GAME,

I’m coming to get you!

http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist

BEWARE! HERE I COME!

brutalgeneration:

The Untouchable Beauty (by Nicole Dangoor)

Here I come!

Everyone out of my way!

Or I’ll give a big roar.

Meow!!!!

WHAT DOES HE SEE?

atraversso:

A beautiful fox.

What is he looking at?

What is he thinking?

What has him so confused?

I always wonder what animals

are feeling and thinking.

I wonder if they’re trying to

understand us at the same time.

HELLO MY BEST FRIEND

 

Hello my best friend.
What are you thinking as
you stare out the car window?
Are you waiting for one of your
human sisters to come home?
Are you watching for the train?
What goes through your mind?
Whatever thoughts you are having
are definitely pure and sweet,
for you are the sweetest animal.
I love you my dear, Nounous.

ROAR

brutalgeneration:

Tiger (by lmstonenhp1)

Could you smell the sweet air?

Could you smell the snow in the air?

I could even hear footsteps crunching

in the snow.

I’d better run.

Humans are coming and I don’t want

them to see me sunning myself.

I will just give a ferocious “ROAR.”

KING OF THE LAUNDRY BASKET

brooke-candy:

G L A M O U R

O P U L E N C E

D I V I N I T Y

Hello everyone!

I am the king of the laundry basket.

Not everyone could hold this honor.

You have to be underfoot long enough

to be put into a basket.