Rainy Days and Black Cats
Not too cold today but dark and rainy. Made for a depressing mess. Would much rather stay in bed on a day like this one. So would the cats apparently.
There are two black cats in the household. Neither apparently understand that this is October. A month wherein they are to slink and skulk and otherwise make silly people nervous.
Instead they snore and purr and look at you funny when you get up to start the day. What is wrong with you, human? Their gold-green eyes say. They know full when that when it is still dark one should not get up. Breakfast be damned. The bed is warm the comforter soft and they ain't budging.
The long-haired calico on the other hand wants her breakfast, though it might have something to do with the fact that the human moved her head from the pillow and said calico was using the top of said head as her pillow. Nah, probably not.
There are two black cats in the household. Neither apparently understand that this is October. A month wherein they are to slink and skulk and otherwise make silly people nervous.
Instead they snore and purr and look at you funny when you get up to start the day. What is wrong with you, human? Their gold-green eyes say. They know full when that when it is still dark one should not get up. Breakfast be damned. The bed is warm the comforter soft and they ain't budging.
The long-haired calico on the other hand wants her breakfast, though it might have something to do with the fact that the human moved her head from the pillow and said calico was using the top of said head as her pillow. Nah, probably not.
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The night before last, she somehow popped two of the keys (the enter key and the backslash key *the one above the enter key*) completely off and I had to fiddle with them to get them back on. >.< Darn kitty.