I'm just home from having an ECG and it's Riff's feeding time.
She's not on the couch. She's not in her cave bed. She's not in the spare room. But there's a perfectly made bed with a kitten sized lump in the middle. She wriggled under the covers and had a nap. It was hilarious watching her navigate her way out. She does love to hide..
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