Fun with Furkids
So somehow we've ended up with an assortment of boxes and brown packing paper in the living room for the amusement of the cats, creating makeshift caves to hide in.
During downtime, when Milo isn't sprawled on the couch, he finds a convenient patch of carpet.
How can he be comfortable with his paw twisted under and behind him like that? He does this all the time. If I tried to do that, I'd dislocate my shoulder.
And this is S., with a fairly glum Milo. He has that look on his face because he suspects we're about to torture him with the nail clippers. Which we are, because he was perforating me while cuddling again.
During downtime, when Milo isn't sprawled on the couch, he finds a convenient patch of carpet.
How can he be comfortable with his paw twisted under and behind him like that? He does this all the time. If I tried to do that, I'd dislocate my shoulder.
And this is S., with a fairly glum Milo. He has that look on his face because he suspects we're about to torture him with the nail clippers. Which we are, because he was perforating me while cuddling again.