I Have a Tattoo, Do You?
After two pregnancies and some blessed miracle, the cat tattoo* has survived relatively unscathed. Too bad it is now accompanied by a handful of stretchmarks, but I can't be too picky, right? I was told when I got the tattoo about 8 years ago, that it was not a desirable location. To me it was perfect, not everyone would know I had one, and if you did, then I really did know you.
Now tell me, are you tattooed too?
*My tattoo looks like a long haired cat. One that the tattoo artist free-handed on a piece of paper before hand and believe it or not, looks exactly like my cat at home. And I hadn't described a thing to him. It was completely coincidental and fate that I had the tattoo. BUT, I do want another one. I want it to be an iconic silhouette of an Egyptian cat. Does anyone know what I am talking about? Point me to a picture of one, and I'll name a character after you in my next book.
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