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The word is ASMR Autonomous sensory meridian response Lick, lick, paw over nose. Repeat until nose is clean More licking,  paw behind ear,  repeat until ears are pristine. Lick, lick, pink rasping tongue across every inch of fur,  Lick, lick nibble and chew and purr  purr  purr I'm sinking into the gentle rhythm of the licking and purring, eyes closed as Njinsky, commonly known as Jinx, stretches out each back leg, nibbling and licking along the entire length of one leg, then the other, until he's satisfied that each little whisper of fluff has been scrubbed clean with his raspy little pink tongue. I read somewhere that the tongue of a lion is as rough as sandpaper. A lion could lick the skin off a human, if it wanted to did you know that? I imagine just eating you would work just as well, for the lion I mean. As for my little miniature lions, well, technically they are domestic tigers because they're stripy, well, orange AND stripy so I think of them as miniature tigers, t

She didn’t come up softly or silently Neither did she peer this way or that before Putting in the appearance We had been waiting We thought it would be A grand entrance We camped out on mountain tops We sat around beaches wrapped in towels and blankets With cameras on tripods Fiddling with the settings, pacing slowly on The walls of tidal pools like relatives In the hallways of maternity hospitals Waiting For that perfect moment We had all received some telling of her coming Via lunar calendars and social media and Those who always know everything about everything Who could be relied upon to be at the right place at the right time Many were practically astronomers by Great Moonday But Most of us weren’t We were just where we would have been anyway And then We all just kind of stopped when it started happening And we didn’t move again It was a kind of magic we weren’t expecting which descended on our bay with a quiet amber balminess We just stood and waited Whatever else we were suppos