Peanut in my Lap
I'm sitting here catching up on my intarweb world and I hear this poor excuse for a meow coming from the otherside of my bookcase. It's Peanut. I haven't figured out yet if he's trying to see who's around or if he's questioning my shoes that are sitting in his path. Either way I answered. He walks to me and sits down. And he stares. And stares. So I picked him up and put him in my lap. And he stayed. I think having Nicholas home for the past couple of weeks has gotten Peanut used to peoplage. He sleeps on the bed now and will sit in laps. He also still has killer knock out farts.
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Killer farts rule!
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