Enok and I each have our own mini-beds on Husse's bed. Lately Enok has decided to nap on my bed instead of his bed. Hmpf. That first time, when I jumped up as usual, I got a very surprising thomp on the head. Confused, I slowly retreated to his bed. Now it is time to retrieve my own bed again, so I'm snuggling over, quitely, so he won't notice. It is my bed. Or our bed. Husse just borrows it every now and then. /Skuggan
Black-and-white - cute, cute, cute, and looks v-e-r-y comfortable!/A
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