Friday, September 05, 2003
After a long break, Dax has once again taken to sleeping in my lap. She seems to do it most when I'm playing FPS games, which works out fine until a couple hours later I realize I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS. Ofcourse, that's kind of a boon also, since occasionally she stretches or dream-slashes with her claws and shreds my knees and thighs a little. She's also a little purring furnace who doesn't mind me shrieking at the game because of an amazing kill or an untimely crash.
Cats are the best.
Cats are the best.
