Next to me there is a small cup made of clay with cat. No, the cat is not alive. It is just drawn on it. Its little sharp ears seem triangles that go up and up, and up. I stare at the cat, remembering the little bunny. Yes, neither it is alive. A little bunny on the sole of little red sling shoes. I think I liked it back then, getting my feet soaking wet. Thus, the sole of my little shoes was unique. Bunny-like. Actually, there were two bunnies for I have two feet. Now, I just enjoy watching from the window when it rains. Maybe some bunny stamps could make me change my mind.