spiegelmama @spiegelmama@infosec.exchange
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My poor Nibbler. He was having a nice nap on my lap, but he must have had some disquieting dream. He woke up, then stared at me for a full minute with an expression on his face I haven't seen before - like he didn't know me. He got over it and seems back to normal, but he's not back on my lap.

I wonder if he was dreaming about his first family? Just in case, I told him how much they loved him but couldn't bring him with them, and that they made sure to find him and TLC a good home where they'd get spoiled by cat-crazy homebodies. He didn't seem convinced, the poor pook.

This photo isn't from today's lap nap, but I can't tell a cat story with no cat, can I?

A fuzzy brown tabby stretches out on my lap, which is clothed in black pants. We're on a white sofa covered with a maroon blanket that catches the maroon in the highly figured rug. The cat's front legs are sticking straight out so that his black feet and speckled toe beans are on display.
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