Because I was under the bed most of last night -- due to the frightening fireworks outside -- this photo is from another recent time. But last night, I was into deep, dark territory under the bed, in fact, Dad couldn't find me at all and imagined that I had vanished into thin air!
I couldn't be coaxed out for all the tea in China. After things quieted down outside, though, I crept out and slept with Mom on the couch. The cool thing is that the bedroom door was open all night but I didn't bother Dad once!
Now I'm sitting on the windowsill in the office and Mom's typing while I'm dictating this post.
I've lost count, now, on how long I've been in the house -- since the harness fiasco. Who cares, anyway? I'm happy as a clam.
So, another lazy Sunday for me. Although I expect Mom will be at the studio. She's rarely lazy, got to hand it to her. As long as she doesn't expect me to pull any weight, I'm okay!
Have a good one, cat fans...ciao meow!