Apr 06, 2011 22:45
I was in bed, doing what I usually do (read myself to sleep), when I heard Andy open the door and say "what?" a whole bunch of times... Worse than the 10th Doctor, really.
I called out "what's wrong?"
And he answered me by bringing in a double armful of JJ.
Yup, my cat's home. Hungrier than a bear, but other than that none the worse for wear. I'd love to know where he's been this past week, but right now I'm content to have him home.
I have a feeling I need to make foot room in bed tonight... After he puts that ginormous head under my chin, that is.
good news,
jj