This came from a morning about two weeks ago when I awoke to see her sitting on John's chest staring out the window. She loves to look outside - all the people coming and going; delivery trucks are especially exciting for some reason. Sometimes I think she's making up stories about them in her head, her stare can be so intense I just can't image what she's thinking...
On this particular morning, I found it beyond endearing that not only was she people watching, but she was perched on her person, with her paw on his paw. When I showed this to John when he woke up there was only one word he could say: "Owned."
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