The kitten is stretched out on the coffee table and it's amazing to me that she can take up as much room as she does, considering she is SO SMALL. I'm also constantly perplexed by how much of an impact she can make bouncing around the house - relative to her size I mean. She's constantly landing on my lap (and on the laptop) like someone just dropped her out of the sky, not at all delicate and light-footed as you would expect a cat to be. She's also kind of clumsy, frequently missing her mark and falling short of landing on the intended surface when trying to leap onto the table or a chair or whatever. Sometimes she'll put too much effort into a leap and overshoot - trying for the coffee table, for example, and instead skidding across the surface and taking books, pencils, coins, bits of paper with her all the way across and onto the floor on the other side.
OK, that's all for now, I'm going to try to focus. I wrote this as a mental pause, like a cleansing of the palate except for my brain, and having nothing to do with taste. Maybe not the best analogy.

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