Earlier today she was jumping between the floor and my knees, perching there like a little hawk. This evening she's been a royal pain, not just to me but also my Russian couchsurfer - every time one of us gets up to fetch something, she follows. Everytime someone goes outside she follows. And when she's not clinging to a leg or rubbing against a shoe, she's crawling on a lap or a shoulder... or indeed a computer keyboard. All the while purring and meowing and burrowing and just generally letting you know you're the nicest possible human she could find to give her love to.
Some pictures of the little angel:
Queen of the hill.
Draped over my neck and shoulder.
Cleanlinesh ish nexsht to godlinesh.
Resistance is futile.
Sho, sho gooood.
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