It's time for me to admit a truth: Writing paranormal romance novels with Maverick, our big (bordering on ginormous) black cat is one way to keep me in the chair with my hands on the keyboard. ;)
There are two chairs at my grandmother's desk now. One for me and one for him. Both are padded (though recently I think the whole room should be, but that's another post)
No, he's not the least bit spoiled, why would you ask?
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