We came home to the clock radio on today. Seems the kitties like to play music while we're gone. The first time this happened, it was rather freaky because we weren't sure if someone was in the bedroom, listening to music.
Today, however, my husband said, "they did it again."
I thought he meant they got into the bathroom and destroyed the toilet paper. Then I walked into the bedroom and heard the music. Both kitties were sleeping in their respective spots, not a care in the world.
Tomorrow all our booze will be out, and we'll find out condo filled with condo cats, playing poker.
Me.
- Nut Nut
- I'm a working Mom who blogs daily. I'm creative, cynical and have a quick wit on those days I’m feeling awake. I communicate for a living and have a fondness for the feline species. You can usually find me listening to music, which I do so incessantly. To call me an avid reader would be one of life’s little understatements. I am smitten with my child and husband, and do everything I can to make their lives that much more interesting. I also have a cat, Sophia (aka Missy), who enriches our lives greatly by driving us nuts.
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