
*giggle*
Nell is sitting to the left of my iBook. For those of you who don't know her, she is all white with a grey shadowy asterisk on the top of her head and mismatched green-blue eyes. She's the surviving twin of Neil and the remaining lesbian lover of Melody, both of whom tragically left us last September. She's our 'Smelly Cat' since she chooses every meal time to leave a solid deposit in the litter box. She has a fixation about anything rustley you try to throw away and Bruce's shoes; she'll bury her nose in one of them and go to sleep with her feet in the other one. She is a love slut. When you scratch the top of her head she puts her ears down flat and looks just like Yoda.
She's doing her very best to keep me from typing right now, head-butting my left hand and trying to lay on the keyboard. Just before that she was sitting and watching my cursor on the screen and every once in a while, would put her paw out and gingerly touch the screen.
She's a hoot.
I'm now also covered in short white hairs.
I feel loved.