When Ariana is painting Claude sometimes wedges himself between her and the back of the chair. He either wants to get close, for warmth, or he just wants the chair all to himself.
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Everybody was sleepy on a cold and dreary Sunday afternoon.
My brother’s family inherited a cat last year. At first he was a super shy boy but I could tell he was a good cat. Now that he’s comfortable in his new home he has shown what a great cat he is. There will be more of Danny Boy to follow.