That means I have written a whole lot of gibberish in the past few years. Maybe this will make up for it:
Tunch, resting on top of the printer, where he spends most of the day.
That is actually where Tunch spends most of the day, although some days he lies on the desk in between the keyboard and the monitor to make it easier to attack my hands. He sleeps there so much I have to keep the paper tray pulled out, so that he will not roll over on the form feed button and cause a piece of paper to “attack” him. When that happens, all hell breaks loose and he attacks the printer and gets the offending piece of paper jammed.
At any rate, there goes post 10,000. About as important as the previous 9,999 posts.