Poets and philosophers have written about the relationship between a woman and a cat since ancient times. But we women are all very different. Impulsive and full of charm - like Siamese cats. Confident and reliable-like the British. Sophisticated and dreamy-like Cornish Rex... Think, that almost in every young girl, woman lives wild cat, which sometimes arches back, purrs or rolls claws, but she always awaits moreover, who tame its, will fence from concerns and will give it love and caress, to she only purred and squinted from happiness))) See my eyes? Seductive, almond-shaped ... I swear, they light up the night;) indeed, by sunset I turn into a wild Catwoman-graceful, flexible and a little dangerous;) I step noiselessly, my body is slender, and my movements are smooth. I walk around you, slowly approaching. Maybe you can't even see me. I want to look at you, smell you, look into your eyes, and go right into your soul. Now that I'm so close to you, caressing your cheek with my gentle hand, what would you do? Do you think you can tame me? Because if you do, I will only be loyal to my master ... Hey, boss, is that you?;) I know it's you. You are reading my words now, and perhaps a little hesitant? Just letter Me, I am sure that together we will discover the true meaning of love and build our happiest family together. what do you think about my blog? your Solo_Girl