Sometimes I wish I could be more like Figero. He knows how to enjoy life! Every morning I wake up with him sound asleep on my feet… I go downstairs to make breakfast and coffee… and when I come back upstairs to start my work day, he’s still asleep. About 10am, when the sun’s shining warmly through my window, he gets up… yawns… and then jumps onto the windowsill to enjoy the sun. Basically… that’s all he does all day, every day…. he enjoys himself. Sometimes I get jealous of him when I’m sitting at my computer doing a million things at once and he peeks his little cute head out from behind the curtains. So I get up, play peekaboo with him for a few minutes, pat him on the head…. and continue working with a smile on my face. 🙂 Oh the life of a kitty…. soo good. Happy Friday everyone…. I hope you enjoy the simple pleasures today!
I’ve never been a cat person. Was raised with dogs and I miss having a dog. Well, my daughter moved out when she was 18 and got herself a cat. And, you guessed it, she moved right back in, cat and all. I’m allergic to cats, too, but this one (maybe since we had him as a kitten) didn’t seem to bother me so much. And now, since she moved out for good a couple of years ago, I actually miss that cat. Pretzel was a weird cat, but nice to have around as company when the house was quiet…at least when HE wanted to be company. But I do miss watching him as he looked out the window or sat under the curtain or in a box or a laundry basket IN MY CLEAN LAUNDRY. 🙂