I found a window of bliss this afternoon. Tired from odd sleeping patterns and cranky with several people, I was sprawled out on the floor. With purposeful strides, Visiting Cat approached me, butting his head under my chin. One stroke of my hand, and his motor was going. After a few minutes of this, he curled up in the crook of my arm. I shifted slightly, using my arm and him as an impromptu pillow.
Ever had a soft, warm, faintly purring pillow? If you haven't, you don't know what's missing.
I think he was content, too, or so I gathered from his little feline sigh and continuous soft purring.
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