First , happy Pi Day.
I plan on apple cinnamon later.
Second, is object permanence a thing with cats?
I'm sitting in the chair with Rodney in the prime lap spot, flicking his tail like the smug, 300 pound tiger he is in his head. Sammi is glaring balefully from the floor.
I'm chilly because there's a blizzard going on three or four States north of here and flick the afghan up over my lap and coincidentally over Rodney, who thinks this is Best.
Sammi's little glower parts like the clouds letting in the sun because my lap, while lumpy, is now free and clear, and jumps up with a whole and happy heart...
...straight onto the cat having an "under the bedsheets" moment.
In other news, pls send bandaids.
Second, is object permanence a thing with cats?
I'm sitting in the chair with Rodney in the prime lap spot, flicking his tail like the smug, 300 pound tiger he is in his head. Sammi is glaring balefully from the floor.
I'm chilly because there's a blizzard going on three or four States north of here and flick the afghan up over my lap and coincidentally over Rodney, who thinks this is Best.
Sammi's little glower parts like the clouds letting in the sun because my lap, while lumpy, is now free and clear, and jumps up with a whole and happy heart...
...straight onto the cat having an "under the bedsheets" moment.
In other news, pls send bandaids.