The cat (Hemingway) and the dog (Curly) act with each other like...well...cats and dogs.
But...and maybe it is because the weather has become colder...
I am sitting on the couch, the dog is sitting beside/behind me so...the cat has decided to sleep upon the dog.
Part of me wishes that I could turn around to take a picture of this but I know that it would upset the delicate balance.
If the cat and the dog can sleep together, if James Carville and Mary Matalin can sleep together, cannot Progressives and Tea Party Patriots get along?
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