That is my cat. That is my cat’s butt. My cat who got up on the bed beside that table and pawed at the books I had there until I got up and moved them for her, so she could lay under the nice warm lamp. And who has now - see that thing dangling on a cord bottom left? That’s one of my speakers, which Her Majesty has pushed off the bedside table with her ass.
Well. As long as you’re comfortable and warm, shnugglefluffletits. -_-