Sometimes you have a million things on your to-do list on a Monday morning, but you sit down and a cat hops on your lap.
You know the rule. If a cat sleeping on your lap you're not allowed to get up until they do.
So here I sit, not allowed to remove the lap.
Fortunately, there are half a dozen books on a table to my left and, wonder of wonders, a cup o…
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