I was having a study session earlier with my sister. Our cat Jasper tends to sit on his elevated place- on a pile of homework. We were working through our agenda, he kept her company by his esteemed post. A few minutes into the session, he began to give these small, light grunts. He was sunk into deep sleep, and a contented smile graced his face that- I thought- seemed to say, 'so what?' Soon, they became more frequent, and my sister and I met the other's gaze. The cat was still fully unaware of the faux pas he'd indulged. Indeed, I think that I shall have to teach him manners- it matters not that he is a man!
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