Squashed

Move over mate, my face is squashed

if I move over I'll fall off the sofa

but my nose is twisted and I can't see straight

you must be blind, bro, it's your own paw taking up the space

I don't know, I can't see

sighs


Nice morning with my friend. We went out for breakfast and charity shopping. Successful mission. Home in time for an arty afternoon making Christmas cards.

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