Sunday, October 26, 2008


And here's why: 

It didn't seem to matter what I did or was doing. If I sat down Harley would crawl into my arms and fall right off to sleep. When I would move him, he'd settle into the new spot for about five minutes and then wander right back into my arms.

After about an hour of this I gave up, resigned myself to being a lap cozy, and let him sleep. He was really just too cute to not want to cuddle anyway.


theatreknitter said...

he is such a sweet boy.

AllyB said...

Awww, how sweet. A great "waste" of time I'd say.