Our cat Fennel is sitting on my lap right now, purring furiously. She is calm for once because she got worn out chasing the vacuum cleaner and mop. It's amazing how easily entertained she is- she will run around for hours after a piece of string or paper.
I don't quite understand it, but having Fennel curled up purring in my lap is one of the best antidotes to the winter blues that I have found so far. Second only to sitting in my best beloved's arms.
Listening to Sufjan's Christmas albums twice through in one day doesn't hurt, either.
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