One of the things I really luff to do is hang out with Mom. You know, just us ladies. When I hear her get done with her shower - and after all these years, I STILL think it's strange why hoomins need water to bathe in! - I come upstairs and we sit on the stair landing and just talk.
I tell her all about how carefully I groom my furs, and which spots are the hardest to reach. And about how Toby can be just beastly to me sometimes. She talks about her new purse, or that place she goes to so we can have green papers. If I do meow it myself, we communicate really well. And that is essential to a proper feline-hoomin relationship.
And then Orange Boy pops up because he has to have HIS Mom time, but that's a whole other story.
Happy week, furriends!
PSsssstt: I couldn't let Mancat Monday go by without a picture of ME!