Waking up...
in a comfy warm bed, and lap-top next to me--just a little indulgence that lets me check in on Blogit or email or weather report or whatever on a whim--and as I sit here doing that, Ninja the black cat leaps onto the bed from wherever he was lurking, and unlike a ninja, says hello and marches across the Land of Counterpane... encounters a small mound that makes a hostile sound: Violetta of the Velvet Paw frequently slides under the covers at night, and tucks herself in a warm place behind my... Sign in to see full entry.