KPotD #193: Home at Last, a Series

As if the initial flop of love wasn’t cute enough to melt steel, Oscar turned it up after we’d finished unloading from the trip.

Now he’s demonstrating the look of love.

He’d been Ghidora-squeaking at me while I switched out loads of laundry, so I scooped him up and sat down with him. I wasn’t expecting him to stay, let alone drape across my bod like a sash. Nutter was unimpressed, but I was undone.

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