Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

My World


Metal grills, boundaries, fences, cage

You can call it whatever you want

This is my world

A world where Freedom doesn’t exist

A world where Loneliness prevails

Cotton I am, Prisoner I am

This is life, this is me

2009

Our wishes for our lil’ furry baby

  1. Stop peeping on everything, be it cloth, hay, any shiny metal or US
  2. Less stubborn
  3. Be less jumpy. It’s only the roaring sound of the motorbike
  4. Less biting
  5. Show more affection to the hands that feed her
  6. Stop trying to escape, especially under Mummy’s watch

Last but not least, stay healthy and cute always.

We heart you, Cotton!