Still mystified by my feline colleagues, still crazy after all these years.
Friday, April 10, 2026
Alias Puddle
A couple of times a night, Alias will hop up on my lap. It’s like his bones go away and he’s a puddle. I rub his belly. This doesn’t last long however, five minutes tops before he squirms out of my lap and onto the floor.
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