It's a gray and rainy day, so the cats and I are holed up in the house. The morning started with their usual demand for breakfast immediately after I got out of bed. I think this time they had a little help from Pop with the opposing thumbs. But with the spelling on that note, maybe not!
After Pop leaves for work, Dingus and I share a peaceful time drinking tea and reading. I love my warm, fuzzy robe in the winter, and Dingus loves to be close to Mom.
Meanwhile, Frankie starts with a nap on the bed. His nights are often busy looking for critters out the windows, so he needs his rest.
Of course, food and water continue throughout the day.
Along with a little play time. Dingus Magee is older by 5 years and is definitely the "dominant" cat, even though he is declawed and Frankie has the stock daggers. Sam says Dingus calls Frankie a Wolverine-freak (from the X-Men movies).
Afternoons are for serious napping, with Frankie on the cat tree.
Dingus chooses whichever chair is free. If both chairs are occupied by the humans, the floor in front of the space heater is nice and cozy-warm.
It's a nice, lazy day and that's okay now and then.
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