But I'm not addicted--I can quit whenever I want to.
Anyway, I got back to the Lair, and who do you think had made herself at home on my leather sofa?
Murphy knows better, and Lagniappe before him know better. But apparently Miss Belle was raised by wolves and wasn't taught respect for the furniture, because she felt no shame at all in letting me see her up there as I walked in--in fact she was standing on it and reaching up to give my face for a "welcome home" kiss as I walked in the door. And of course the sofa was nice and warm after I
But at least the frying pans and the George Foreman grill are where they're supposed to be. So at least there's that.