Since when is my arm the new sofa?
I woke up this morning after dreaming I was pinned down by a steel beam.
Needless to say I was Wally’s new resting post.
No matter to him that I was laying on my side and he had to balance on the top of my arm. Or that I kept trying to turn over and he had to jiggle his position accordingly.
No matter that I was paralyzed by his middle-aged weight and had no use in my arm for ten minutes after I got up.
At least he loves me.
What more can a gal want.
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oooh, your Wally certainly makes me miss my Tomi so so much…
it’s great to be loved by a cat 🙂
yes it is 🙂
love your new little stuffed guy person.