notes from the kelp

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Some people have lap cats.
I have a butt cat.

Kinky as it may sound, it’s actually quite sweet: each day as I habitually sit up straight toward the front edge of my padded studio chair, Bella eventually jumps on and wedges herself tightly between my back, and the back of the chair.
Since I sit a lot, Bella and I spend a good amount of time butt-to-butt.

She is a sizable kitty: 14 ultra-soft pounds.
She’s warm.
She purrs.
With gusto.
Think about this for a moment.

I now am the happy owner a free version of one of those very expensive, rather large, soft, heated, vibrating lumbar-support massage chairs that you see in the Brookstone or Hammacher Schlemmer catalogs.

Purrrrrrr.