Screamer's window perch had fallen off of the window sill in my bedroom. Talk about one unhappy cat!
So now, he sits on my bed...
stares at me, stares at his fallen perch,
and meows pitifully.
"Why can't I get up there any more?"
"When are you going to fix it?"
"Fix it please!"
"I need my window perch."
"If you don't fix it, I'm going to sleep in your bed, and you know how I take up as much room as possible and then some!"
And so I wake up to this...
staring me in the face--in the middle of the night, in the wee small hours of the morning, when ever he feels like walking across my face and pulling my hair. And! And he's p-u-r-r-i-n-g! Like this is something to be happy about! Fun times, I'm telling you!
Note to self: FIX the window perch! SOON!!
In other fun news, Gloria was so excited to find these...
at Tar-jay yesterday afternoon. Look closely and you will see that the "M" is wearing what appears to be an Auburn football jersey. That was cool enough for her to convince me to buy not one, but two packages: one for us and one for Uncle Will (who is flying in to