Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
...
- The Tiger (William Blake, 1757-1827)
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
...
- The Tiger (William Blake, 1757-1827)
(Northern Italy - Born: July 2003): Our first adopted cat, or should I say the first cat to officially adopt us? She came into our house and "asked" (really!) for help with her difficult pregnancy; we hurried her to the vet and saved her life: the vets became her friends and now they cannot hear her heartbeats due to ... her grateful purrs!