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Room 328, Early Monday Evening
Jan. 1st, 2007 07:27 pmSam was lounging on his bed, scouring the internet for tips on puppy training when, like a little furry magnet, Scout hopped into his lap, and began to sniff at the laptop.
"Hey, no licking the Christmas present," Sam said, trying to reposition Scout without having to actually move himself, but it wasn't long before the struggle ended with Scout sprawled across the keyboard as he pressed his nose against the monitor.
Sam finally sat up and fully lifted Scout off of the laptop, and put him onto the floor. "You were a cat in a past life, weren't you?" Sadly, he still couldn't tell if Scout's yipping noises meant "Yes" or "No."
[La la la, open!]
"Hey, no licking the Christmas present," Sam said, trying to reposition Scout without having to actually move himself, but it wasn't long before the struggle ended with Scout sprawled across the keyboard as he pressed his nose against the monitor.
Sam finally sat up and fully lifted Scout off of the laptop, and put him onto the floor. "You were a cat in a past life, weren't you?" Sadly, he still couldn't tell if Scout's yipping noises meant "Yes" or "No."
[La la la, open!]
