My Canela (Cinnamon) while dreaming of anihilating my Horacia - Picture of mine
My calico is dynamite.
She's always up for a fight.
But an angel she seems
when she quietly sleeps,
like a cherub which dreams of a bite.
My calico is dynamite.
She's always up for a fight.
But an angel she seems
when she quietly sleeps,
like a cherub which dreams of a bite.