Date: 2010-02-07 11:34 pm (UTC)
"She appears to enjoy it," Spock agreed and watched as the cat took and enthusiastically ate a piece of the food.

Its tongue was pink. For some unidentifiable reason, that factor was endearing. Spock watched with rapt attention but could not pet it, as she was still holding the bowl of milk.

A logistic miscalculation. Its detriment was momentarily tolerable.
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