I am sitting here reading with Emmy Lou in my lap.
She alternates poses - sometimes with one paw curled under her chin, sometimes with both legs stretched straight out and her head resting in between.
I keep stopping to look at her. My heart fills with love, so much so that some of it spills over the edges.
She is so precious and achingly innocent. The very definition of innocence. Pure. Unspoiled.
There are no innocent humans.
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