Most Fridays find me at home, working on one thing or another. It also means Elliot gets some serious 'game o' fetch' time in with me. As I'm studying, or researching, or whatever it may be, he sits next to me, pawing one of his many toys in an attempt to get me to throw it for him. Sometimes it's just a ploy to get me to move my hand closer to him, at which point he puts his paw on my arm so I can't throw the toy and so he can get me to scratch behind his ear. He's a sneaky one. Since I have the MPRE tomorrow, and haven't gotten in as much studying as I'd like, today was more focused on practice exams than playing fetch and whatnot. This did not go over well with my spoiled kitten; instead of resigning himself to the window sill until I took a break, Elliot sulked under the covers on the bed until I was done studying. Poor angel, it must be so hard having to sleep, lounge, eat, and not work all day.
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