The bedroom door must not have been closed all the way when CLH left for work this morning, because I was awakened by Simon marching across the pillow over my head. When I sat up to shoo him away, I promptly noticed Johnny sitting, quite contentedly, on top of the dresser. Sigh.
Now downstairs eating breakfast and checking email. I just found Simon standing with two of his feet in the several inches of water in the big pot we keep on top of the garbage can. Johnny is trying to steal the toast crumbs off of my plate.
But hey, life would be so dull without cats!
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