[ how he wants to sleep? that's kind of an odd question, and he mulls the answer over as he moves over to one side of the bed. he leaves no trail as he does so, and there's been no itches needing scratching the entire time he's been here.
no fleas! ]
Like... this?
[ facing the inside, Keaton's head sinks halfway into the big soft pillow underneath it, but his smile should be as obvious. if not, his tail is pulverizing the edge of the mattress. ]
But normally I just go wherever. I can sleep on the floor, under the covers, inside the bed, around the bed...
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no fleas! ]
Like... this?
[ facing the inside, Keaton's head sinks halfway into the big soft pillow underneath it, but his smile should be as obvious. if not, his tail is pulverizing the edge of the mattress. ]
But normally I just go wherever. I can sleep on the floor, under the covers, inside the bed, around the bed...