He’s not very helpful.
More Stitch: Last night, after I turned off the light, he came up to my face (I was laying on my side). After a short conversation with him about how I was hoping to fall asleep quickly, he flopped down on the side of my face. I told my wife she should take a look at the situation. A moment later, I heard her laughing and she said, “Stitchercat, never change!”
I said, “He could change a little bit!” Fortunately, Stitch got up after a moment and went back to curling up at my feet.
it looks like he’s doing a
:pWe sure he’s not an orange in disguise?
Oh he’s pretty smart. He’s a mix of loving and cuddly, and ornery. He knew exactly what he was doing when he climbed in the basket.
I am clothe, you must fold me into your arms
Maybe he fell in soot
they’re folding the towel for you 🥺
My own personal towel warmer!
