Excert for R/blond:)

Wisp loves to surprise me. I can never find him, because he is so little and my periphery is not great, so unless I catch him streaking through my central field, I miss him a lot. I listen for the little dickens. I think, somehow, he has picked up on this. He will call me into a room with a mew and then pounce on my feet. He does this all the time. He will also hide and wait until I’m looking for him to spring out while my back is turned. Little dickens.

How to describe a kitten picture and the internet’s obsession with cat pics for r/blind…???

Well.. Wisp is wispy, soft and warm. You can feel the delicate structure of his bones under his soft fur. When he is awake his eyes are wide and inquisitive. They are blue and green like the planet seen from an immense distance. The pads of his feet are soft as rose petals. He is clumsy still, falling over when he tries to scratch an ear, running into furniture when he chases his ball. His cry is soft and high. He cries when he is hungry, or tired, or lonely. He is always wanting to be held or played with, his wide blue-green eyes looking up pleadingly. “Love me?” they ask “Take care of me?”

My hand, vast and giant in comparison, sweeps down his back, appreciating in one smooth, gliding motion the intricate perfection of his bumpy little spine. “Of course,” the hand says, “always.”

Edit... r/blind not r/blond.... lol!