This majestic creature is possibly the best friend I have. She looks vicious in this photo; but that is only a facet of her splendid personality.
Personality?
How self important are human beings anyways? Person-ality.
I'm sorry, I'm always going off on these tangents. Peaches is the love of my life. I grabbed her out of a box near my local Safeway about ten years ago. She has followed me to three different houses. We finally ended up on Birch Avenue with my Dad. She has grown into a plump middle aged cat, I've turned into a beastly teenage-adult. She curls up by my feet every night and we sleep in my bed, the island amidst the hurricane of clothing and garbage that litters the rest of my room.
The very best thing about Peaches?
She loves me because she's ignorant of just how much of a fuck-up I am sometimes. She'll never hurt my feelings, maybe just my epidermis with her razor talons.
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