Well we're all taking it easy today, it's on and off pouring rain and then insane humidity. I'm planning a big Annex Cat Rescue event for next sunday's Pride Parade (you'll be able to find our table at 97 Maitland st., in front of Distinct Hair Design), the hubby is reading and the kitties are alternating naps and cuddles.
A few weeks ago my mom shipped a variety of furniture bits and bobs to me. After 11 years of living in the big TO, it was deemed time for me to take on the various things I wanted to keep but couldn't bring back on the plane.
All of it did not make the first trip, as the moving company "misplaced" some of it. So it all sits in my studio waiting for the missing bits so it can all move into it's permanent positions around the house.
This is Kitty heaven of course.
Deliah has been sleeping on the bench to an antique vanity my mom bought and refinished for me as a gift years ago. Apparently it is the preferred nap place for princess's, despite it's missing mirror.
Thurman is in love with Deliah, (who pretends to hate him when everyone is looking but really gets all mushy for him in private) and wants to be as close as possible. So he's taken up sleeping in the kitty stroller.
Don't be fooled by Thurman's apparent love of the Kitty Stroller. Try to actually roll him out of the house in it and he won't look nearly so relaxed. Now in my defence (I know you're looking at the kitty stroller and thinking- wow, crazy lady), the kitty stroller was bought for ease of taking said furry children to the vets- which is about a 15 minute walk away from the house. But I would be a liar if I told you I didn't try to take them out for the occasional stroll. Unfortunately, to-date, Topaz has been the only connoisseur of stroller strolls, everybody else just freaks out.
Not to mention we get lots of dirty looks from new parents with strollers of their own (parents with older children love us, because their kids are completely enamoured by the whimsy, go figure!). I'm sure we've either equalled or surpassed the fame of the lady who took late night strolls with her kitty on a leash in the neighbourhood.