Day 16: Strange
I make no secret of the fact that I”m a crazy cat lady. I love my cats. I love them like people, because to me, they are people. They are my family.
And like any family, they have quirky, odd little personalities. I love how different they are and I cherish their goofy little habits that make them unique.
So here’s today’s strangeness: Mooster likes to sleep on dirty towels. Likes isn’t really accurate. He loves dirty towels. I change the towels on Friday nights, and within half an hour, I can expect to see this:
Sometimes, I can’t bring myself to pick them up, because he sleeps there all weekend. I chuckle every time I walk by, because he just conks out.
Apparently, the only thing better than dirty towels is dirty sheets.
He’s so stinkin’ cute, I couldn’t kick him out. So the sheets didn’t get washed until late today. Oh well.
I love our little papa. He’s a naughty boy, but he’s still so very precious to us.