Cat cuddles: The reason I stopped writing

I got trapped by Bob. The demand for hugs was enforced with purrs.
I don't know where his brother is at the moment and there's no way to look.

My reprieve from the cat versus writing battle

Too cute. Had to put this up here for you. Bib (white socks) was losing his mind and running about the house so I plunked him on top of his brother in hope he would calm down. This only sometimes works as he's as fascinated with heights as Maru is with boxes. This time it did. Happy is the writing me.