Ok, I understand that the showers bring the flowers. Yada yada yada. But when it rains on the weekend – the two days that I get to spend my entire day with mama – well, it’s just disappointing all around. No big walkies (but still 3 walkies, I have to insist) but lots of this:
I have to claim the bed before the kitties do. We can share for a little while, but sometimes I have one of those “sleeping kicks” and when that happens I generally disturb a cat. And trust me, you do not want to disturb a small furry tiger with giant claws out of his 23 hours of sleep per day.
Better to just claim a big spot and curl up for awhile while mama catches up on my blog work.
I’m still close enough so that I can dictate things to her, and also close enough to leap into action should she need protecting. But also comfy enough to snooze…