This update is late, but whatever.
Gobo loves shoes and feet and smelly things. He’s so weird.
Gobo also loves the heat vent. Maybe he’s not so weird.
Apparently, Wembley decided to hang out by the bathroom door while I showered. When I opened the door, this scene greeted me.
Wembley is overly dramatic.
Wembley also likes to see if his dramatic reactions have any effect.
Wembley is round, y’all. He’s been on a diet, and it’s had some positive effects, but it’s still a work in progress.
Look at all those toes!
Cats don’t need two eyes to be awesome cats.
The eye of the Ursula is upon you.
She’s a little round.
My wife and I share the house with three cats. They’re great. They’re also perfectly defective, each in her/his own unique way. Here are some of their better (?) moments from March 2018.
It’s pretty obvious that Wembley was asleep until right before I got home. Note the ruffled fur atop his sleepy little head.
Hunger + anger = hanger
Ursula’s face is curious, sweet, and intimidating all at once. She can take care of herself. She also likes the nook she’s found in the cat tower.
I’m not sure who did this, or how, but the football ended up on top of the can of cat food with the closet door closed.
Ursula was curious about the box in my hand. Also, I love the way her whiskers go all over the place.
She can be so dignified sometimes … assuming you ignore her permanently rumpled whiskers.
I do have three cats. One of them, Gobo, spent most of the month curled up on a heat vent. I think he was responsible for the getting the football in the closet, though.