Deja Vu

I am sitting at my computer. I've let my pet rat out of his cage to run around for a while, and he curls up my feet, looking very comfortable. He let me rup his back with my toes for a while before scurrying off to eat some nuts.

When I was a kid, my dog Mario used to lie underneath my feet while I was writing papers for my high school English classes.

It's a memory I'm happy to recall, I think.