Often when we open our basement door this is what we find in the doorway:

Three kitties all twirled up together:

Tigre at the bottom, Bakshi on the right, and Dean in the middle.

So peaceful...until I accidentally step on their poor tails as I try to take my laundry into the basement. The laundry, the kitties, and I all go bumbling down the steps together and their nice nap is ruined.
Where did the third cat come from???
ReplyDeleteNevermind, I just read the story a few posts back ;)
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