It is approximately 3:40 in the morning and I'm sitting up tinkering with my new phone, reading a super cool book, and getting things ready to burn to DVD. Anne is asleep.
ALL FOUR CATS ARE WITH ME IN MY TINY, CRAMPED OFFICE, SLEEPING WITHIN FOUR FEET OF ME.
Who says cats are independent? Not if you cripple them emotionally while they're young, I say.
LOL! What a bunch of cuties. It kills me when cats roll on their backs and do the "rub my belly" pose. Zelda, however, likes to pretend that she wants you to pet her belly. Then when you try she bites you and runs away. She's gotten a little crazy.
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