Last night's bath was an exhausting experience for little Pouncer. He wanted to sit on the shelf above the radiator... well he seemed to have found himself a new spot (now my shelf just looks like a mix of trinkets since I shoved things out of the way to make room for the little guy)
Ahhh, but now I seem to have a favorite keepsake on my shelf! How do they seem to make themselves so completely comfortable in what seems to be the most uncomfortable spaces?
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