In addition to the nice crunchy things in my neck that sometimes reduce the number of usable fingers, the onset of winter brings an additional impediment to typing.
Try getting your arm out from under that!
G’night, Both My Readers™.
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May 27th, 2008 at 1:31 pm
And you didn’t even mention she weighs in at *mumblety* kilos, where *mumblety* is a number pretty darn close to 10…
May 27th, 2008 at 1:38 pm
Nine kg of kitty, that’s all. She’s still the tiny little scrap of ragged fur who marched BOLDLY from the kitten-basket in the laundry, all the way through the house, leapt into the bed, settled in the crook of my neck, said, “Now that is where a kitty belongs!”, clawed the shape of the space into a suitable nest, and went to sleep.
Thank the FSM she wasn’t an ocelot or something really large: she does my neck in as it is!