I'm sitting here, listening to Tori Amos and Pete is lying underneath my desk, leaning up against a box, flopped so that his hindquarters disappear into the shadows. Every now and again, his ears twitch and his head nods, and he wakes up a little, but then the next moment his nose sinks down onto his dewlap and he tilts towards the box again.
I wish I had a camera to hand, but it's on my desk and I don't want to disturb him, he looks so peaceful and relaxed.
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Awwww ((((petey))) is the cutest fluffyboy ever!
ReplyDeleteAha! See, it's fate. I came here to say you should be on LJ instead and YOU ARE LISTENING TO TORI AMOS! Well, not now, but you were last Monday. See? Fate.
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