Sleepy cat is sleepy.
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Me:
(scritches Fey on the head softly a couple times when she sleeps)
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Fey:
(just barely wakes up)
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Fey:
(licks her arm a couple times in a slow, groggy way, with her eyes shut)
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Fey:
(turns head vaguely in my direction as if to look at me, but her eyes are still completely shut)
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Fey:
(puts her head down, wriggles around a little, sighs heavily, and goes back to sleep... if she was ever awake in the first place)
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Me:
(in my head) You're not even going to remember this, are you?
Fey just woke up on the windowsill. She sort of stumbled towards me. She was trying to stretch at the same time as walking and it was kind of confusing her legs. Then she did this half-awake and happy from sleep nuzzling me (while leaning on me in a weird way) and somehow ended up arranging herself so she’s cuddled up between my arm and my chest, with her face buried in mine. And I think she may be already sleeping again. I love when she’s in this mood. The photo is when she was nuzzling me and getting herself into snuggling position.
 
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