Sometimes I feel like my cats are taking over….a feline revolt of sorts. Imagine furry friends marching all over the counter tops, jumping on the high point of the fridge and racing to and fro between rooms. They’re in our face looking for food, snuggling up just to acquire a treat. Proudly prancing around the kitchen, these sneaky kitties paw open cupboard doors and peek inside.
They secretly wait until we fall asleep and when snoring starts, Smokey springs into action! While our older cat Katie stands guard in the kitchen doorway (really doing nothing but she feels like a team player), the sleek black cat operates risky business. He jumps on the counter as soft as he can, for this has to be done in a clandestine way. This determined cat peers over the trash can , one paw strategically pokes at the trash cover and another jab will do it. Score, it lands on the floor!
Crash! It’s not too secretive or hush- hush now! I roll over in bed in confusion. What now? Smokey! Trudging down the stairs I hope that it’s not a false alarm for its 12:00 am, an hour I should be sleeping in a steadfast snooze.
After cleaning up trash on the floor and tying the bag to go outside, I giggle when washing my hands. They are truly taking over, affecting our everyday occurrences. Our life is an unfolding story with our rowdy cats starring as the main characters. They call the shots and make the story happen, they are in charge. Even so, we couldn’t be happier here with our quirky kitties.
All My Best,
Heart and Soul ❤