untitled by rakkauttaskatu on Flickr.
it’s morning and time to set out. lane’s not anywhere to be seen at breakfast though, so somebody gets sent to wake him up. markil, the lucky chosen, goes to his room and opens the door to see lane covered in a blanket of cats. cat on his stomach, cat on his head, cats at his sides, cats on his legs, and one cat on the bed, tail flicking left, then right, eyes staring straight at markil.
he closes the door. getting mauled is not on his to-do list today.
