It was been a late summer this year, only for the past few weeks has the sun been out long enough for my face to enjoy the warmth. I am thankful in part for this delay, because the flowers have stayed in bloom, and have been filled with colour and fragrance. I am a cat who loves flowers. I have spent mornings, afternoons and evenings, lying down among them, smelling all their different scents and rolling in them to have my own sweet perfume. At times I come in the house, my white bib covered in pollen, or when people bring bouquets and my humans put them in tall vases, I rub my cheeks along the fresh petals, and curl up beneath them to sleep. A beautiful cat with beautiful flowers, I think in part we were made to be together.