friday cat blogging #1: deuce owns the laundry
Deuce always wants to be exactly where I need to be. I guess that's love, and I'm cool with that. But yesterday she wanted to be on my folded laundry
as I was piling it up.
She settled herself in, and I folded a shirt, asked her to move and she would not. So I put the shirt on top of her...and walked into the next room, got my cameraphone, and she still had not moved. I took the photo. Still didn't move. I ended up folding three more shirts and piling them on top of her until she decided she was going to move on to the pile of folded shorts.