Ah, the rewards of sharing one’s life with cats.
I came home yesterday to find that a pile of clean, folded clothes I hadn’t yet put away had been used to cover a litter box deposit and a hairball had been left in the food bowl.
And still I love the beasts and give them treats and scratch them under their fuzzy little chins.
Ooh, what bad cats! We have a new boy cat, called Blackie; so far, he’s behaving impeccably, but for how long?!
Awwww.. And where else can you get such a purr and a whir and that warm little body? And all that fur in your lap, and for free, too!
You’ve brought back some interesting memories! hehe