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Sphinx
My cats don't curl up in little balls like most cats.They sprawl out on the floor. Ether on their bellies or on their backs. They sleep in many strange ways, really. They sleep hanging of of tables and chairs. They fall asleep right next to the door during packing. Clementine has her favorite place and way to sleep, on top of a high up box, sprawled out belly-up with her feet hanging off.
The only time that Clementine sleeps curled up is when she sleeps right on my butt. Because if I lay on my back, she'll sleep on my head.
Kyo also has a favorite way and place to sleep. He plops himself down on a hardwood floor and sits like a Sphinx. Even his facial expression screams Sphinx. It says: "That's right, I'm the boss," Oh, Kyo.
The Egyptians must have had a cat a lot like him.
The only time that Clementine sleeps curled up is when she sleeps right on my butt. Because if I lay on my back, she'll sleep on my head.
Kyo also has a favorite way and place to sleep. He plops himself down on a hardwood floor and sits like a Sphinx. Even his facial expression screams Sphinx. It says: "That's right, I'm the boss," Oh, Kyo.
The Egyptians must have had a cat a lot like him.
Monday, July 30, 2012
The Stow Away
Our pets know when we're about to go on a trip. When we get our suitcases out, our cats freak out.
"Are... are you leaving us?"
"Where are you big cats going?"
"Take us with you!"
They lay inside and on top of our suitcases. Either they're trying to stowaway or they're trying to prevent us from leaving. It could be both. As we get ready to load up in the car they both sit right in front of the door. When we try to pack, they drag our clothes into their litter box - or, at least my clothes.
When we get back they wait for us right by the door.
Our cats might be strange, but at least we know they love us.
"Are... are you leaving us?"
"Where are you big cats going?"
"Take us with you!"
They lay inside and on top of our suitcases. Either they're trying to stowaway or they're trying to prevent us from leaving. It could be both. As we get ready to load up in the car they both sit right in front of the door. When we try to pack, they drag our clothes into their litter box - or, at least my clothes.
When we get back they wait for us right by the door.
Our cats might be strange, but at least we know they love us.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
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