(September 21, 2017 at 7:02 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: You open your eyes to the sight of a furry, whiskered face, as a cat sits on your chest in a subtle attempt to remind you that the food bowl is only three-quarters full.
Handled. Boss Lady works until 2 AM, then she comes home and gets breakfast for the catadons. They only need me to open the sliding door when I crawl into the kitchen for adrenaline.