Sometimes, I find the cats in the most bizarre spots. I don’t know why suddenly they decide to go into this spot which they’ve never been in before, but I guess something about it is suddenly appealing. For example:
Why on earth Wednesday decided the nightstand was suddenly exactly where she needed to sit is one of life’s unsolved mysteries.
Here’s another:
I guess I can see the appeal of sitting on a pile of soft clothes in a drawer. But there are plenty of other soft surfaces for her to sit on.
Here’s another odd one:
It’s not so much that he’s in a odd spot, it’s that he seems to think he’s hiding there.
This was a first:
Cat life can be so hard, but it’s nothing a bath can’t fix.
But just when you think you’re safe:
Surprise! There’s Berlioz, totally creepin’.
And sometimes, they even fall asleep there:
That can’t be comfortable. But cats will be cats. And they always keep you on your toes. And sometimes they even bite those toes. But we love them anyway.
Wednesday & Berlioz 