As I was hungover in bed all day, Learned Claw moseyed on up to the bed, flopped down on my pillow, and spooned my head: he put one little leg over the back of my neck, and another little paw on top of my head, like a little apostrophe. Or a big fluffy cat hat.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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Yoyo has taken to sleeping on my head at night over the last four or five months. Really AGAINST my head, I guess. We call this incarnation of her "the fuzzy beret."
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