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Aug. 5th, 2003 03:32 pmWhat is going on in my world today? Special projects from boss on high. Lunch runs, work, work, work.
The cats were quite adorable this morning. It was a little on the chilly side, so they were quite cuddly with me. Sascha crawled up to lay against my tummy, as I was sleeping on my side. At this point, due to previous kitty-wrestling commotion, I was “sleeping”, as opposed to actually sleeping.
Back to the story, Sascha was snuggled up to my tummy. Then Max crawls over my back and slides onto Sascha’s back, rests his paws around Sascha’s shoulders and begins to groom him. Then Sascha groomed Max in return. During this chuckwagon o’ cuteness, one cat must have dared the other to a duel to the furry, wrestly death, for they began to wrestle further. It was all fun and games until Sascha got a foot hold on Max’s little testicles. At that point, Max let out a squeal. They continued to wrestle, and finally they did something that made me chuckle out loud, and it disrupted their play. Both stopped and stared at me with sobering gazes and then they went separate ways.
As I was getting out of bed this morning, I flipped back the sheet over Maximus, and then turned it back up once I was completely out of the bed. I stepped out of my room for a bit, but on return, I see this small sheet incident gave Max the realization that he could, in fact, crawl under my sheets. He was testing this theory out as I saw him stagger around under my burgundy Egyptian cotton goodies. It was cute, but now I have furlined sheets.
The cats were quite adorable this morning. It was a little on the chilly side, so they were quite cuddly with me. Sascha crawled up to lay against my tummy, as I was sleeping on my side. At this point, due to previous kitty-wrestling commotion, I was “sleeping”, as opposed to actually sleeping.
Back to the story, Sascha was snuggled up to my tummy. Then Max crawls over my back and slides onto Sascha’s back, rests his paws around Sascha’s shoulders and begins to groom him. Then Sascha groomed Max in return. During this chuckwagon o’ cuteness, one cat must have dared the other to a duel to the furry, wrestly death, for they began to wrestle further. It was all fun and games until Sascha got a foot hold on Max’s little testicles. At that point, Max let out a squeal. They continued to wrestle, and finally they did something that made me chuckle out loud, and it disrupted their play. Both stopped and stared at me with sobering gazes and then they went separate ways.
As I was getting out of bed this morning, I flipped back the sheet over Maximus, and then turned it back up once I was completely out of the bed. I stepped out of my room for a bit, but on return, I see this small sheet incident gave Max the realization that he could, in fact, crawl under my sheets. He was testing this theory out as I saw him stagger around under my burgundy Egyptian cotton goodies. It was cute, but now I have furlined sheets.