Elmer flings himself up into the air and lands on me and the bed wherever.. Sparkler drags herself up the side of the bed with her front paws and spills over onto the top.. Poppy jumps up gently and settles herself either on my tummy or else on the pillow just past the top of my head so she can groom my "fur"... Sydney jumps up and settles down near my hands and face so he can easily arouse me when it's time for me to serve their breakfast (any time from 1:30am on)..
Bob is the only one who doesn't jump up on the bed.. He just wobbles up to me when I'm sitting on the couch or here at the computer, so I can pick him up and hold him on my lap.
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
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