The Mommy here.
Since I work evenings, me and the kittehs really treasure our evening couch surfing time on my days off. After dinner I put on my jammies, get out a fresh
snuggling blanket Cat Trap™, a cuppa joe and a donut (my grocery shopping reward) and settle in.
Before long the trap springs:
After a nice satisfying Sucky Dance she scootles in, just in time for victim number two:
He prefers prime lappage area. Making it hard to type.
And to the right of my maple-frosted donut is:
Who likes cool vinyl against her undercarriage instead of the blanket--also, she's CATegorically opposed to sleeping next to any of the Lesser Cats*.
I sure wish I could spend every evening like this...come on, retirement!
XX The Mommy XX
*which would be ALL of them.