Trixie does not have time for your nonsense.
Boo and Sam and Trixie and I curled up on the couch to watch an old Doctor Who we hadn’t seen before where the main villain is a cactus (seriously!). I woke hours later still ensconced in cats but my Saturday had gone missing. If anyone’s seen it let me know, I was hoping to spend the day together.
Prepare to be squeaked at, if ye be so brave!
One of our cat beds has a soft squeaky center.
From November at the rental house.
From 2010, resting in her cat bed on my desk. She was were she always wanted to be, beside me.