Soft

We have - once again - been cat sitting for a week. Except for the one time throwing up on the middle of our already manky living room carpet (when Tim wasn't home, what else is new?!), Jim the cat has been just adorable. Cuddly, constantly purring, not very demanding, snuggly. So much so that when Tim annoyingly (obviously he doesn't get all the attention any more) suggested we turn him in to a cushion it almost sounded like a good idea. He's so soft and smells nice too (except for when he gets excited and drools, which really stinks) that the thought of him as a constant accessory on the couch was almost tempting for a bit. But no, tomorrow he's going back upstairs, and it'll be incredibly empty down in the dungeons.