Before I got out of bed today, I spent about ten minutes playing and petting my cat, who came over to my pillow and stre-e-e-tched. He was purring like crazy and very affectionate -- which is so not like him, because he was a feral kitty and is very skittish. It was so nice to just see this little animal feeling good from being stroked, petted, and scratched.
'Til he sneezed on me.
But I was still smiling.
Hot chick in the city.
Oh, oh, can't you see? Love is the drug for me.