Tonight

It’s pouring rain out. My 15 pound cat has claimed my lap in the name of Sam. This is not writing this s typing. I can barely reach the keys over the cat. Can I just promise to do much better tomorrow? Never ever did you see so comfy a pair as we are now. He is asleep and I want to be too. Here’s hoping your night is this sweet.

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