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At 7:00 this morning, Zoë decided it was Time To Cuddle The Cat. Definitely NOT the time I wanted to wake up on a Saturday... and, unfortunately, in her mind cuddling is NOT a passive experience. It's at times like that when I have to wonder why, exactly, we thought it was a good idea to have cats in the first place.
And then we have moments like this evening. On a recent trip to Costco, they sent us home with a large box to hold all the things we'd purchased... the cats have decided this box is the Best.Thing.EVER. It's migrated all over the house and they've actually fought over who gets to sit in it. Well, today we moved it down to the basement and when we came home from shopping this evening, the cats had apparently discovered a nice compromise.
( A couple of stack cats. )
Crossposted from my Livejournal
And then we have moments like this evening. On a recent trip to Costco, they sent us home with a large box to hold all the things we'd purchased... the cats have decided this box is the Best.Thing.EVER. It's migrated all over the house and they've actually fought over who gets to sit in it. Well, today we moved it down to the basement and when we came home from shopping this evening, the cats had apparently discovered a nice compromise.
( A couple of stack cats. )
Crossposted from my Livejournal
