…. sits on her own arms.
She’s not supposed to be on my desk but sometimes it seems she just has to be, because she needs to be close to me, and keep an eye on me. And also sit perched on her own arms. Because she likes to be warm and all tucked in.
She looks like a cornish game hen.
hahaha I know!! I just think it’s so cute when she does that.
we always joke that the cats have lost their legs in a war. DAMN WAR!!!
She sure is keeping an eye on you there. More like supervising!
It’s like they’re a loaf of bread. With a head.
They look like ducks, meandering placidly with the current.