sophia. she is so adorable. after making circles around me and my laptop, meanwhile taking ginger swipes at my arms and hands and conveniently roaming her fluffy white body across my keyboard to obstruct my view, she fails at getting as much attention as she would have liked. i love her.
she lies to my left, exhausted from begging. 
(while normally i could pet her for hours, i felt a scab on her today, most likely from sleeping on the heating vent. i wasn’t into it) 
then again, jon tossed me a cigarette. “hey jon, where is my cigarette?”
he stood up from his game and came to the bed. 
“sophia has it! i tossed one over and she hid it!” i looked down on sophia, her delicate paws slightly bent and forming, with her soft white forearm, the graceful arch unique to her species.  i scruffed around her belly and under her arms stretched out and couldn’t find it. she had pawed it underneath my leg.