Rhubarb

Rhubarb and I actually had a quiet dozy moment this afternoon, curled up on the couch. Usually he is kneading and turning and chewing the pages of my book, constantly in motion until I throw him off, which rarely does any good since he's back in a minute, turning the same circles, poking me and generally being a nuisance. It was lovely to be snuggy and listen to the wind together.