Company has gone. It was a nice visit, but I am wiped out. Patsy has emerged from her hidey-hole, thus I have no choice but to be her bed and play Dragon Age. No choice!
JJ: Daddy is at the store. We must cuddle with his Mets shorts if we are to survive.
*looks at me like I’m crazy for not cuddling with the Mets shorts*
The sound repose that only comes after conning a second dinner from the humans, who really need to work on their communication.
You know, I thought JJ could sense my mood and was being extra cuddly. But no, he only wanted the tacky old stash-buster I crocheted a decade ago. 😆
Vegan, cat and dog mom, avid reader, player of video games and MTG, crocheter, knitter, and music lover. she/her