In other words, he's sitting on my spellbooks. Again.
He does this a lot. So while yes, the books are technically the local Library's . . . I was reading them, dang it! And he keeps on sleeping on them! The cat gets more time with them than I do, I swear. Now, what in the world is a little witch to do when her cat is difficult - when she has an aversion to being scratched for waking him up, thankyouverymuch - and none of her favourite fanfictions have been updated of late? Why, begin a blog, of course. She's been vaguely considering it for a few days, after all.
So . . . hi, there, blog-o-sphere, call me Janie. I am an almost-seventeen-year-old witch, hiding(mostly) in the broom closet from my family and several of my friends. Maybe I'll get around to telling them after graduation . . . and once I've thoroughly convinced my best friend Preston that, no, Pagan does NOT meen anti-Christian cult group. Boy, was that a fun revelation.
Anyway . . .nice to meet you. :)
For your viewing pleasure, a picture of my cat using one of the books as a pillow.
The rest are lying under his tummy and feet. One is hugged between his paws.Why, Prince, why?
- Janie L.

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