So Orkid was laying on a counter in the kitchen the other day. And there was mail nearby. And she was just laying there. So I put a postcard-sized piece of mail on her. And she didn't object or even more. So I put another small piece of mail on her. And she kept not moving. So I put bigger mail on her. And she sat there and lazily blinked her eyes, almost like she was going to sleep. So I piled all of the day's mail on her, most of which was junk mail and catalogs and stuff. And she just lay there.
Yeah, she's weird.
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I love the fact that her cheek is on the cold sink. That must be cold, brrr...
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