Piggy’s Ugly Eyes
When I am sitting on my low stool, she wriggles under my knees, kicks and bites me in play, or then, she patiently keeps me company with my hands on her head, shoulder or back. When I come near her, she rolls over on her back and looks up at me to be fondled. I look a long time and watch her ugly eyes. Yes, I never thought, they were the most beautiful eyes, so truly, lovingly looking at me.
July 2011
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