Almost without fail, Sooty will plant himself on my lap when I sit down. It's bad for my health because I don't want to end our snuggles and end up sitting longer than I would otherwise.
This is a rare occasion. I didn't make my bed as soon as I got out of it this morning. By the time I got to it, Georgie was snuggled under the sheets. Happy as a lark.
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