I'm only half kidding. redistribution of wealth and class warfare are not dirty words to me.
in just a second I will sit and try not to fall asleep. naturally just as I was thinking of getting up to fluff my cushion santiago curls up on my lap. moments ago he was busy destroying my room. he knows exactly what gets my attention for instance when he wants me to shoo him away from something he rattles the glass candle holders on the shelf to my right. all he has to do is rattle them and I look over and he jumps! from the shelf to the cat tree with great joy. wheeee! look at me!
but he's so cute getting mad is useless. at night he keeps sleeping more and more on top of my body and last night he was mostly on my shoulder and we slept cheek to cheek. can you beat that! it's almost sickening it's so sweet.
it's funny because jackson likes to sleep right next to me too but santiago always has to be at least an inch closer, so he wedges himself in whatever space jackson leaves which is less every night. soon they will migrate across my body to the wall side of the bed. falling asleep with two purring cats competing for skin is quite soothing I have to say, especially since they fight it out so peacefully.
why am I thinking about bed now. I just got up.