Sunday, June 7, 2015

Faith Dreaming

Faith is typically my constant lap companion. She's tiny enough to fit across one hip while I have my arms over her to type, and she likes the warmth of the laptop nearby. Bruiser, by contrast, lays across the entire keyboard when he tries to get in the same position. 

Once she gets completely comfortable, it's not long before she starts dreaming. The whiskers get to twiching, the eyes rolls around, then her whole body gets into it. And then she starts to snore. 


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