They're so cute when they're disruptive and destructive!
I just realized that I don't have a category for all my cat stuff. This surprises me. I like creating categories for things.
I have two, fun crazy cat lady stories to tell.
First off, I have a new alarm clock. Two of them actually. My Cooper clock likes to sit by my head and nuzzle his way under the covers, purring like a maniac at inappropriate times of the night. Adorable. My Kingsley clock likes to hop on my chest, start purring and occasionally whack me in the face with her paw. At five in the morning. And, its always five in the morning. Because I obviously need to be awake at five in the morning, particularly on Sundays.
Now, onto my second crazy cat lady thing.
I keep catching Cooper shimmying up the curtains and back down. Like its the rope from gym class. I walk into the room, I say his name, and he shimmies back down. I don't know what purpose this serves for him, but I'm considering hanging a rope from the ceiling so that he'll have something all his own (and not my curtains) to climb.
