A late Caturday submit to the land of blog. McCool contemplating life on a treadmill. He came to no conclusions, other than it's just one step in front of another going nowhere. He figured out my life.
Frieda, on the other hand, doesn't care to contemplate anything other than her own comfort.
Gatto feeling overwhelmed by the mess I made in their room. Will he ever recover from the trauma?
A few belly scratches later and we have a recovery. He's such a stalwart fellow.
Jiggy and Gatto finally had enough. Put the two-leggers craziness out of mind and take a nap.
3 comments:
Life on the treadmill and in the box, looks good. Couch too!
A nap is always good, your cats have a great life!
Hurray for naps!
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