Yesterday evening when I was offering snuggles galore, Mosi wasn't interested. He had far more interesting things to do, like watching the bathroom tap drip. However, at 4.30am this morning I was extremely popular, and this evening I can't pause for a second without the fluffy monster trying to climb on to me. I'm struggling to type this because he is not only on my lap, but licking my fingers as I type
Contrary little butter aren't they?!