I woke up this morning to find Alfred asleep on the bed.
I did pilates.
Came back, he was still asleep.
I had a shower.
Came back.
Still asleep.
I cleaned the lounge.
Came back.
And he was still asleep.
At that point I thought 'shit, he's dead!'
Then he stretched, repositioned himself and continued to sleep.
My little sleeping beauty.
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