She's a little drunk on cat nip in this picture-she even forgot to wipe her little mouth before posing for the camera.
So far, Sophie has followed me around the house, wherever I go. She's fallen asleep in the crook of my arm while I was talking on the phone, on my lap when I was reading and now, while I am blogging.
And, as if she were my own, she watched diligently as I made chocolate mouse.
Suddenly, my little life isn't so lonely anymore. Even if it is just because of a kitten, and even if I do end up being the crazy cat lady.
One's my limit though.