
[Loiosh is curled up on my bed, head tucked into the lap of a toy orange cat.]
He won’t admit it, but he really does like his little Jorts toy.
He’s been spending a lot of his days outside — fear not, the nearest road is half a mile away, the nearest people not much closer, & with nothing but low brush around us, it’s easy to keep an eye on him. I still can’t wait til we have the catio built, though.
But what with all the dashing around on the land, he’s been wearing himself out a lot. So when he sleeps, he SLEEPS.
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