Friday, April 15, 2011


I had the drawer open to put away clothes, and Duchess ever so coolly slid in. And would not get out. She was still there a while later, and still wouldn't get out. She's not the touchy-feely type and not my cat, so I was leery of reaching in to scoop her out. I tried faking her out and completely closing the drawer with her inside (hoping she wouldn't like that and decide drawer-sitting was too risky) but that didn't work either, and since I hadn't the heart to leave her in a closed drawer, I left it open and allowed her the coveted spot. I was a tad jealous: it did look like a perfect cozy spot.

1 comment:

Susan J. Reinhardt said...

Hi Becky -

LOL! I've always said, "My cats allowed me to live with them." They sure do have a mind of their own.