It is a very relaxed Caturday. Dougy’s conked out on the ottoman, and Andy stopped by to take over the footrest of the recliner. I get to have part of the recliner only because I’m willing to sit cockeyed on the darn thing. Cats rule, you know!
Andy gives me the eye. He wants me to scootch over!
Time to clean up, of course.
> lick! lick! lick! <
Whew! Now we are very sleepy.
Andy conks out. Dougy hasn’t moved a muscle the whole time.
My head nods, too. Soon I’ll join the kitty boys in kitty dreamland!
This is what Caturday should be all about!