After several prototypes, I’d finally perfected a motorized gizmo for feline entertainment. I found the broken offering by my pillow this morning and Smokey looked smug.
26 words, for this week’s Shapeshifting 13 assignment (“feline”, “gizmo”).
(Personally, I prefer the word “widget.”)
The title is from Requiem, the poem on Robert Louis Stevenson’s headstone:
Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you ‘grave for me:
Here he lies where he long’d to be,
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
I thought it appropriate for both mouse-widget and kitteh.
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