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Truly, good readers, I am too pressed for time to blog today. It could be this way for a couple of days. Still, to affirm my presence in cyberspace, I feel a need to post something, so here is Pistol-Yero.
We had suffered a little dispute and Pistol had gone into the garage to growl and hiss, because he is the kind of cat that does that when he can't always get his way. I sat down to work, but left the door between my office and the garage open enough to allow him to come in when he felt ready.
After about two hours, he suddenly appeared on my lap. He rotated his head toward me until it came into contact with my chest, just below my chin. He spent about 15 minutes there, leaning into me, purring.
Tavra.
This is all I have to say today.