Charming, my ass!

Last night I slept OK, even though my race-worn body really needed to sleep like the dead...that little stinker kitten we rescued slept in our room for the first time since we found him a week ago. In the garage he was Chase the Charming, but in the house he seems to be "Chase: Ninja Warrior Cat." He slept well through the night, though we frequently woke to him up by our heads purring like a machine. As soon as it started getting light he went into crazy mode and started bouncing off the walls and attacking our hands. I'm tired. ;)

Now he is passed-out on our bed. I should take an afternoon siesta, myself.



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