Latter Day Sinner

Ether is resting in my lap. He has been very affectionate since the veterinarian. The fleas are mostly dead but his head and neck are still knobby. But he can relax again and is mostly choosing to do so on me. He’s a good cat. I wonder how much of my life I could live in this easy chair held in place by a relaxed cat. But I have other responsibilities, Ether. Sometimes I just need to put you down.