After midnight I wonder, if my fridge is a cat: it purrs, it is indifferent unless food offered, its little eyes light up in the night, then decide it is time I went to sleep. Published in Ink, Sweat and Tears Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related