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I bought a footstool to use at my home desk. As soon as I carried it in the front door, several pairs of little eyes followed it (and me) into the Ma'am Cave. It's a small footstool, and my feet have to share it with two, yes, TWO, naughty Tuxedo cats. It's apparently the cool cat hangout when I go to bed--they sleep on it.
It's bad enough that those same cats hog the bed, and I spend the night pushing them out of my way--now, I have to do it on a footstool!
As I speak, I'm being savaged by one of them. Sarah Jane has discovered that she can place her paw on my lap so that I pet her. She also places her SHARP claws on my lap, and gets stuck in my pants leg! Time for clipping, little lady...
It's bad enough that those same cats hog the bed, and I spend the night pushing them out of my way--now, I have to do it on a footstool!
As I speak, I'm being savaged by one of them. Sarah Jane has discovered that she can place her paw on my lap so that I pet her. She also places her SHARP claws on my lap, and gets stuck in my pants leg! Time for clipping, little lady...