I mean, there’s often upwards of three cats on the back table, but not normally in nap mode. Y’all know me, always celebrate cat proximity.
Been doing a bit of tidying today. Z had been doing some bits, and I felt like joining in. The small social sector of downstairs probably could pass for people who aren’t disabled AF, maybe. *laughs* I don’t genuinely waste energy fretting over tidiness, ’cause we don’t have a lot of spoons to spare, but it’s nice when we can manage a bit of progress.
Right, Sims, yarn, zoning out.
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