Squished

The kitten is stretching out and becoming more leggy by the day. To compensate, while asleep he squeezes into tiny spaces. Here between my not-so-tremendous bulk and the back of the sofa. Just able to draw in the little sketchbook without inflicting injuries or cramp on either of us. He also sits on my shoulder a lot, which was a trait I used to like in the last cat we tempted into the home. She was black all over, but no doubt a distant relative of this chap, as are we all.
One of those unusual days in my schedule with a meeting at the end.