She was quarantined with panleukopenia as a kitten so she’s kind of shy and weird; the old ladies at the humane society cried tears of joy when I adopted her after falling in love with her pretty little face because they were afraid nobody else would want her. I’ve had her for almost three years and she’s still in the process of coming out of her shell. We’re not as close as I would like but we’re getting there!
Put on the robe, turn on adult swim or whatever, crank the ac, eat a late night snack in one bed and sleep in the other. The freedom of impersonal liminal space.
