She's alert and graceful throughout the mornings. She'll leap and bound with her tail swooshing through the air like an acrobat.
Come the afternoon? The sun perfectly shining on the top of our couch? Her metamorphosis into a blob is uncanny.
I can't imagine a single living soul who could look at this and not think this is cute. How people kill cats or dogs is beyond me. Even with her belly all splayed out, paws up, neck exposed, I can't do anything but give her a nice little belly rub.
This is love.
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