Yeah, he was a lot of help. 😛 Funny how sitting down at the computer makes you a target for all sorts of stuff. Like lap attacks, and pats, and snuggles. 🙂 First draft of Flesh Market is done and now I’m doing revisions before I send it off to beta readers. They’ll have...
Me: The tomcat brought me a mouse the other day and followed me around the house with it, mewing and dropping it at my feet, then looking at me expectantly. It was a fat one too–I felt bad throwing it out Editor: You made appropriate thank-you-good-kitty noises and pretended to eat it, right? Me:...
It pleases me no end to find out that I’m not the only one living under the cat’s paw–and it’s not even my own! I swear, this exact thing has happened to me, more than once. Kitty, staring wistfully out the window, waiting for the blizzard to end.