And he sent you along like summer day, with a blue-sky smile on your funny face
Ragnar and Cy are in the middle of the sidewalk and appear to be staring each other down. In fact, Cy is hissing and spitting and leaping up and down in some sort of psychotically excited dance while Ragnar blinks at her in perplexity.
"Cy. What on earth are you doing?"
She pauses, sits down in front of him, and licks herself wildly for about five seconds. And then she launches herself at Ragnar's neck. He sighs, leaning heavily to one side as she gets a mouthful of fur and starts pulling.
"Yes. I am equally glad to see you."
"Cy. What on earth are you doing?"
She pauses, sits down in front of him, and licks herself wildly for about five seconds. And then she launches herself at Ragnar's neck. He sighs, leaning heavily to one side as she gets a mouthful of fur and starts pulling.
"Yes. I am equally glad to see you."