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This is what packing is like when you have cats Dante . . . “Boxes? Yay! I’m going to nom the box flaps!” “Plant? Yay! I’m going to nom the plant. Why you yelling?” “Why do you keep trying to put stuff in my kitty fort? See me rolling around in your box. Aren’t I cute?” “If I didn’t have . . . → Read More: Packing . . . are perfect for playing hide-and-seek . . . → Read More: Rainy Sundays I think Dante had intended to watch me tie back my hair when he jumped onto the bathroom vanity. He sat patiently, waiting for an ear scratch. Then he saw the daddy long legs in the sink. This new creature captivated Dante’s simple mind. He lowered his face close to it to . . . → Read More: Love Story Last night’s email to the Captain (who is still away for another week and a half) - It is nearly 9pm. The house is quiet. A woman gets up from the couch and stretches. She then drops gently to the floor and begins cooing at the two cats lounging uncomfortably in the heat. “Who’s my pretty girl?” the . . . → Read More: Transformation to Cat Lady Complete We interrupt this blogging hiatus to bring you a big ball o’ cute . . . That . . . → Read More: BTW, I Eated Your Power Cord |
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