Big brown eyes

Leiden – Almere Centrum

I bend down to fish my laptop from my back, and there she is. Whoa. Big brown eyes look back at me with interest. For a second I freeze, this is unexpected. Then I smile. My laptop is open in front of me, but my attention is long gone. My eyes keep finding her next to me. She stares back with curiosity. What a beaut. My defence of carefully crafted arguments is melting gradually. For a little one like this, I don’t need a larger house. I also want a lap-cutie with soft floppy ears…