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It is Godiva Day--that wondrous and strictly commercial holiday when all the Valentine's Day stuff at Godiva[1] is half-price--and there's only two workdays left until the weekend. I can handle this.
I'd either not been getting enough sleep, or had caught whatever sore throat was going around. In either case, nothing says "relax" like a cat gently pressing one of your nostrils shut. The potentiality of claws has you hold still; the reduced air flow has you just lying there, concentrating on breathing.
(The cute is what prevents you from removing the paw. God, my cats possess an abundance of the cute.)
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[1] I think other places may do this too; they really don't matter. I split a Godiva milk-chocolate-and-almond with John over the weekend, and had to throw out a Hershey's mc&a I tried two days later because it tasted so terrible in comparison.
I'd either not been getting enough sleep, or had caught whatever sore throat was going around. In either case, nothing says "relax" like a cat gently pressing one of your nostrils shut. The potentiality of claws has you hold still; the reduced air flow has you just lying there, concentrating on breathing.
(The cute is what prevents you from removing the paw. God, my cats possess an abundance of the cute.)
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[1] I think other places may do this too; they really don't matter. I split a Godiva milk-chocolate-and-almond with John over the weekend, and had to throw out a Hershey's mc&a I tried two days later because it tasted so terrible in comparison.