I've been seeing (a fat, healthy) Fagan out of the corner of my eye, sitting on the toilet lid when I turn the bathroom sink faucet on (he and I had a routine when I was in the bathroom -- I'd turn on the water in the sink, and he'd let me bathe in peace). And this morning, I dreamt of Fagan mrrrrowing at us to fix his breakfast. He always waited until the alarm first went off to remind his humans that, yes, he was hungry and we were the ones who could open the cans so would one of us kindly GET UP AND FEED HIM ALREADY!?
I hope that he sticks around for a while, I find him quite comforting. I don't even mind being woken up early.
It's also becoming easier to think, so that's good.
I hope that he sticks around for a while, I find him quite comforting. I don't even mind being woken up early.
It's also becoming easier to think, so that's good.