I was on my hands and knees, halfway under the desk switching some USB chords, and a cat jumps up onto my back, then onto the desk.
This is what I’ve become: a cat’s footstool.
I was on my hands and knees, halfway under the desk switching some USB chords, and a cat jumps up onto my back, then onto the desk.
This is what I’ve become: a cat’s footstool.




























