This is my shoulder, arm, and a very heavy completely zonked-out Clue.
I’ve mentioned before that she likes to sleep curled around my neck like a stole, or on the back of the cushions with her head thrown over my shoulder, but I’ve never had my (stupid and low-quality, but oh well) camera phone within reach when she’s done it.
This is pretty much how we spend every night – everyone else goes to bed and I stay up and work. Clue hangs out on the floor until everyone disappears, then hops up behind me to slowly paralyze my typing arm as her head becomes like a lead weight on my shoulder.
However shall I stand it? Perhaps the fact that her cheek is within easy kissing range will make up for it. PERHAPS.