These are from Sunday night. Toby had gone to pick up pizza, and Sora found me on the media room couch and stood on top of me kneading and purring fitfully for a bit, then got off and sat enxt to me. At every little sound, or imagined sound, he started and stared like this. And when he finally heard the garage door activated as Toby arrived, it was too much and he slunk off down the hall.
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