From time to time I pull the stove completely out from the wall to sweep. It's the most disgusting cleaning job ever which is why I don't do it very often. ( Kiss my ass if you don't like my cleaning schedule.)
It's always a red letter day for the kitty:
Jr. Millionaire boy's coach told him to either cut his hair or find some way to hold it back. So we bought one of these:
Then we let the kitty try it on
My cat is an utter turd. He's been circling my desk all day whining like a bith. Finally he got as close as he possibly could without being in my lap: On the desk next to the computer. Now, every time I go to use the mouse, I have to push his head out of the way and move the mouse a little bit father away. And then he cuddles up to it again.
Here, see fo yourself.
First, dolefully gazing at me for refusing to pet him or let him outside for the 900th time
When that didn't work he glared at me (and subsequently got tangled in the curtain)
Then the little shit got sleepy
That's mah kitteh!
A quick snapshot of my favorite boys taken today during a down moment.
More photos of the kitty inspired by being uninspired to photograph anything else. It doesn't hurt that I see him more than anyone else in my life these days.
