Tuesday, April 22, 2014

I Don't Move Around Much

One of the two grey tabbies in the copy store gets up from his bed and, after knocking into me with his enormous square head, circles around where I am kneeling before clambering up into my lap, where he proceeds to settle in by nuzzling into the crook of my arm and purring with gusto.

I get Katie's attention to my new friend, and she nods knowingly. "You have a very calm energy for cats," she says. "Like that color copier."

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