
I don’t know why I thought I could get away with it.
When my cat “Bear” jumped onto my lap expecting his morning petting session, I wondered if THIS time I could get away with reading the newspaper while giving him a few off-hand, preoccupied strokes.
Do I Think? Yeah, and I'm Thinking I Want To Be Outside by Alexander Somma
“Heh, heh”, I thought. “I’ll...