The four of us are sitting/lying on the couch, in various stages of wakefulness. I'm the most alert, having just downed a deelish mug of homemade cafe mocha.
Brat's probably least conscious. He's out cold, not even dreaming, lying on his right side, and cradling his own head with his right paw. It curls around his cheek in the sweetest way.
MeeraKai are both on the back of the couch behind my head. Purring, but eyes shut. All of a sudden, all three open their eyes and start washing themselves.
You guys trying to put me to shame? Is that what this is? Two days is not that long to go without showering...geez...
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