My kitten Jack's usual favorite spot at night is to escounce himself right between Brian and me. But this morning, he was on my side, cuddling and purring.
I yawned, bigger and longer than usual apparently, because Jack thought he might check out that new cavern that just opened up in Jules' head.
When my mouth snapped shut, the cat got a little surprise, and so did I~.
Hmm, I'm not sure which is grosser. A mouthful of cat, or the fact that Jack was so curious about my morning-breath mouth.