random pix

Each time I let Buddy outside to go potty, the cats take the opportunity to stand at the storm door and gaze at the outside world. They don't really want to be in it, they just like to look at it. They sit on their haunches with their hands on the window, looking for all the world like little meerkats. During the cold spell last week, our storm door was consistently iced up, and the little prints left by their warm paws looked almost like artwork. Once their toes were sufficiently chilled, they'd come hop into my lap and find some of my bare skin to stand on and warm back up.


This is from the side of a box of Annie's mac-n-cheese. I think it is absolutely self-explanatory, and so darn cute and funny that I had to take a picture.