....... and do the dishes afterward!
Sweet!
(and no, they are NOT allowed on the countertops. You can see how well that's working out ....)
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- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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2 comments:
I like the one right in the sink. My cats try to be sneaky sometimes and poke around in the sink, but they always leave their back legs on the counter (quick getaway for when they hear us coming down the stairs). I love that yours just plopped himself/herself right in there.
Oh yeah, The Runt has no shame.
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