Mini shag rug. (at The Healey Building)
Harry, a few seconds after getting swatted about the head by Luckie (foreground), who wouldn’t have him muscling in on her petting session. (at The Healey Building)
Harry watches me go through mail. (at The Healey Building)
Nesting cat. (at The Healey Building)
Harry: “Where did you GO?”
Harry had been at my side all week as I’ve been sick.
Luckie has been blissed out to have her “mommy” home for about five days straight.
Despite being home the past three days, I guess I have neglected Harry a little bit. I’m just too tired from being sick to play with him a lot. Look at this pathetic pose.
Waiting on the dryer to finish so the sheets can go on. Night night.
Introduced Luckie to the selfie.
Snapshot of Harry’s sweet life. (at The Healey Building)
Breakfast with the resident food observer. (at The Healey Building)
My kitties have been very close lately, though much closer than this and they fight.