We spent the last week at the beach, so the cats are alternating between ignoring us and sitting on us, as if that will prevent us from leaving again. They're odd little critters. Soldier is on my lap now, staring in rapt adoration at the printer as it does its thing. They were known to sit on the output tray of my old printer.
The beach was wonderful. I was actually sad to leave; the drag of my real life, with a work situation that is unsettled at best, and actually having to deal with the day-to-day routines of school (camp), being in close proximity to Ben's dad (yes, 10 miles is too close)... George was ready to turn around too. It was a small slice of paradise.
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