![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
I woke up from a strange, disturbing dream feeling sad and scared. Danaeris Annwfn huggled me, and sang me a verse of a modified version of Jonathan Coulton's "I'm Your Moon."
"I'm your kitty, you're my puppy...."
It makes me a little teary, in a good way, thinking about. I'm *so* keeping her. As long as she wants to be kept.
"I'm your kitty, you're my puppy...."
It makes me a little teary, in a good way, thinking about. I'm *so* keeping her. As long as she wants to be kept.