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Normally she’s up on the sofa next to me, or on the bed, but she’s so contrary. She’s not a lap cat at all, which is handy as she’s about 7kg, but she’ll snuggle up alongside me, always arse upwards, and demand tummy rubs. That’s fine on the sofa, not so much fun when. I’m in bed. But now I’m stuck here the little cow is either in the basement or the bedroom and won’t come near me. It’s probably the old white duvet that’s putting her off, something daft like that. Just being Cat, I guess
Thanks. Three broken ribs apparently, so I’m not going far anytime soon, bugger.
I’m still propped up on the sofa with half a dozen pillows and a huge box of co-dydramol. Dizzy is curled up on the armchair on the other side of the room, tantalisingly out of reach. The little cow.