November 23, 2017
What am I thankful for this year? Aside from the usual stuff? After pie, Boo jumped up onto the couch, then the chair, and just plopped down on my legs. No prompting, no bribing with treats. He snuggled down and accepted some chin scritches, and then put his head down and went to sleep. For an hour. I haven't had a cat sprawl in my lap, sleeping on me in the chair for two years. The last time was the day Fionn died. My heart still breaks, but I am thankful for a new kitty that sleeps on my lap.