obligatory cat entry

I am sitting in the living room, sleeping cats on either side of me, and Mr. Peterson has three paws and his head butted up against me to make sure I don't go anywhere. His tiny cheeks are twitching as he dreams. It is so painfully cute that it is killing me that I can't get up to grab a camera and take a photo of him.

That is all. But it is about the best thing that's happened today.