My cat, Gus...
It must be a rough life. Arise around 9AM, mosey to the kitchen and have a bite of pre laid out food and a quick sip of water. Chase mom around the apartment as she gets dressed, trying to be sure to make her trip at least once. Take a leisurely nap on the big fluffy chair, have another snack, chase my toys around the apartment. Have another nap on the couch or mom's bed, snack again, greet mom at the door and yell at her for being gone too long. Ignore mom now, and take yet another nap, perhaps in the basket this time. Enjoy some more food, chase mom and/or toys around the apartment again. Try to eat the plants, try to eat mom's shoelaces, try to eat mom's fingers. Eat dinner instead. Go to bed for the night. What the hell is not to love about that schedule!?!?! I ask you!
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