Maddie is so Jaye.
She's on the couch, holding the cat against his will.
He's got the low pitch, under-his-breath growl trying to summon my assistance.
She has a sheet wrapped tightly around his body to prevent him from ripping her to shreds.
She maintains that his unhappiness is due to a catfight he got into last night. (trust me, I'm the lightest sleeper in the world: there was no cat fight)
If he doesn't watch out, he'll end up trapped under an up-side-down laundry basket.
And she'll convince herself that he wants to be there.
2 comments:
Ha! My Tyler would do the same thing if we had a cat. It's his life long dream to own a cat one day. Poor kid.
hahahahahaha!
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