Climate controlled cats... | | Hee. With the colder weather here, I've figured out how to get the cats onto my schedule.
I come home, I open the windows. The apartment gets cold. The cats run around. The eat. They want extra pettin's. They wrestle each other while I'm in a different room. (Side note: why DO they always crash into things when I'm in the shower? Do they do it to freak me out? Right. I knew that.) I go to bed, they both cuddle up as close to me as they can get.
I wake up, I close the windows. The apartment warms up. At first they're still rambunctious. They eat. The apartment gets warmer. They start to slow down. By the time I leave for work, they're almost asleep. Stranger hasn't even TRIED to race out the door when I leave in almost a week. I get home from work, they're still sleeping.
I think I'm winning. Don't tell them.
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