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i was working on a blanket for my nephew's birthday

when kitty came along.

i dont know why he thinks that

everytime i'm working on a blanket,

whether it's a quilt or crochet,

that i'm making it for him.

he always comes over and plops himself on it.

then he wont move.

here he is on the 'toy story' blanket i was making.

sneaky, sneaky.

one minute he wasn't there,

and the next he was.

and see the look in his eye?

imagine having to put up with that from him and two dogs.