Even when Shadow’s sleeping, he shifts and moves around. If he feels my eyes on him, he lifts his head to look at me. So I look at him over the edge of my table while he’s nestled in an armchair.
Even when Shadow’s sleeping, he shifts and moves around. If he feels my eyes on him, he lifts his head to look at me. So I look at him over the edge of my table while he’s nestled in an armchair.