Squish spent last night at her grandma and grandpa’s– they put her on a horse, taught her how to make banana cream pie, took her shopping, and took her to see a movie.
Today, completely spoiled and very happy, she returned home.
She was not very happy, but then, she is not that kind of kitty.
I am happy to have her home.
Today, after flanking Chicken on either side of her body as she slept, both cats prowled my home and gave the dogs dirty looks. I sat down to knit for a few moments, and Gordie flopped on the couch and planned my demise.
Bastard didn’t even tuck in his tongue.
I was afraid that the dogs had chased the cats away for good, so I have to admit–
I am very happy.
The cats, of course, still want me dead.
I guess that means all is as it should be…