Cute

Lily has been... very Lily-like today. She came into the bedroom and was upset to find Riley laying beside me. As if I have anything to do with that. Cats don't really take orders. Anyway, she climbed on the bed and I asked her if she had pooped (the smell was really giving it away). She said "No, Riley poo poo". Yeah. Right. I mean, she's two and a half and already knows how to try to pass the buck. This doesn't bode well.

But then I was sitting on the floor, having finished some exercises and Lily came up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned her head against mine and just snuggled. I wished I could've stopped the world right then. :)