Pillow is adding to his repertoire: after a month largely spent crawling under things, in the past day or two I’ve seen him for the first time climbing onto things: a stool, a chair, a coffee-table, my bed. He seems a bit dazed at the novelty.
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Last night to my surprise and delight he settled against my leg in bed. Did he not recognize the blanket-shrouded mass as the same animal that has so often dragged him out of his favorite corner? We’ll see.
So I had him hunt my fingers.