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ann_leckieEee! It's an attack of the cutes!
I pulled my knitting bag out from under the table just now, figuring I'd read a bit and knit a few rows of the shawl I'm making for my mom. Woah, the bag was really heavy! I look inside.
There's a cat curled up on the half-made shawl. Not sleeping, just sitting contentedly inside a bag under the table. I lifted her out and gave her a few ear-scratches, and got my nose licked. (If you hold your face close to Puddin's, she interprets this as a request to have your nose cleaned and acts accordingly. I know this, but I'm still startled sometimes when that tongue comes out.)
I swear, Puddin is the sweetest cat in the world. She lets Paidhi Boy hold her like she's a stuffed animal--she looks so pathetic in the teddy-bear hug with her feet up in the air. If I were Puddin, I'd have scratched him by now, but she never has. In fact, the last time I found her imprisoned that way she was purring.
I pulled my knitting bag out from under the table just now, figuring I'd read a bit and knit a few rows of the shawl I'm making for my mom. Woah, the bag was really heavy! I look inside.
There's a cat curled up on the half-made shawl. Not sleeping, just sitting contentedly inside a bag under the table. I lifted her out and gave her a few ear-scratches, and got my nose licked. (If you hold your face close to Puddin's, she interprets this as a request to have your nose cleaned and acts accordingly. I know this, but I'm still startled sometimes when that tongue comes out.)
I swear, Puddin is the sweetest cat in the world. She lets Paidhi Boy hold her like she's a stuffed animal--she looks so pathetic in the teddy-bear hug with her feet up in the air. If I were Puddin, I'd have scratched him by now, but she never has. In fact, the last time I found her imprisoned that way she was purring.