I take off my jeans or my shorts, leave them on the bed or a chair, and boom! instant cat trap!
Tag: cats
People never believe us
We were looking for Tolstoy last night and found him in Ben’s bed. He tends to go there when Ben’s away. There is a child size hole in all the crap in his bed. That’s all the space he has to sleep in. And not shown in this picture are polar bear and beaver (who are with him at scout camp), the two giant ikea sharks, snowman blanket from Scottsdales and the stuffed wolf we always think is a real dog from Smythes.
You shall not leave
Sprawl time
Have you ever seen…
Crazy cat freakout moment
I love my cat, but he’s a hot mess
Each night, when I go to bed, Pavel is generally already sleeping at the foot of the bed in a very un-cat-esque pose. It’s just wrong. After I settle in and kick him in the head a few times while trying to get comfy (he’s always on my side), he tends to just walk up me and plop himself down next to me, often using my arm as a pillow. I love that cat, but he dumb.