This may not look like much, but it's the only evidence I have that there is a cat sleeping here. See the slight cat imprint? Our guest Mr. Blue Eyes is eating lots of food, drinking lots of water, sleeping on the soft blankie...and using the litter box like a little champion...but he's doing it all in private. None of us has actually seen him except Ellie. She got to go in his room and peek under the couch. Now she is bringing little soccer balls to the door and dropping them for him.
It was a beautiful sunny day on Saturday and Grete finally got to play with her ball in the yard!
I took full advantage of the day and rolled in the dirt.
And I continued to roll.
And I hung out with the chives...I think I feel a song coming on...."cha cha cha chive talking, your telling me lies..." Oh never mind...back to my dirt!
Oh that feels so good. Girl can't grind enough dirt and grass into my fur...
Mom, thanks for trying to get it off me...but I'm just going back for more.