Day #353
When I have nothing else to write about, I write about my cat. Today he was sitting with me on the patio. He sat down on the chair next to me. There was a book resting on the chair when he jumped up. That didn’t seem to bother him, he laid down on top of the book looking quite comfortable. He was the perfect picture of contentment (if you can read such a thing on a cat’s face). The spine of the book was sticking out from under his chest. I had to admire his choice in “resting literature”. The title of the book was “The Buddhist Boot Camp.”
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