Now that it's cold again, Tink has decided to sleep with me. This means she's in my room when I sleep (or during naps) and on my arm while I'm awake. If it's sunny, I might get some hours where she's by the window. Otherwise, she's on me.
This means she had to tolerate all chair dancing, knitting misadventures, and my kisses. So far, she's stubborn enough to stay through all of it.
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