Help...He has me just where he wants me. And he is just where he wants to be, blocking me from keyboard and computer screen. All I can see, taste or feel is fur. You would think I would put an end to this domestic violence. But no, it goes on night after night. A ritual, our own private ( until now) dance. Boo-Hoo!
When the lights are out, we snuggle and make peace. It is love.