What’s the point of having a tree in the house if you’re not allowed to climb it? I mean, come on.

And what’s with the white stuff falling out of the sky and covering the ground? It’s kind of pretty, but it sure didn’t make the Woman very happy. In fact, she even said a few choice words about it, grumbling a whole heck of a lot until she peeked out the window. Someone, she says, shoveled the driveway for her. Whatever the hell that means. But it made her happy, happy enough that she sat down to watch TV and let me stretch out across her lap for a long nap.

She’s warm when I need her to be. It would be nice if she’d get up in the morning when I want her to.

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