Daisy is an indulgent cat. She forgive me my many trespasses, such as clumsy feet, unwanted pettums or lack of true-to-life fluttering of the feather toy. She indulges me with purrs and leg-bumps and tail-hugs. She almost always naps on my outstretched legs as we watch tv. And occasionally, very occasionally, she'll come into the bedroom in the early morning hours an dlie down on my chest. She doesn't stay long, mostly, but I love it.
But there are times I transgress. Whether it's a loud noise, an accidental bump or step, or even a really bad joke. Then I get what I call the "primate, please..." look. Here it is:
Puh-leeze!
But, Daisy is usually a benevolent little gray tyrant. I'm going to go earn another look now.
Have a great week ahead, all!
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