Got woke up with Tolstoy galloping into the bedroom, knocking shit over, running up the bed post and making I’m-possessed-by-Satam noises. When he calmed down, he just Sat there with a silly look on his face, wondering what to do next.
Tag: cats
My cat has zero stress
And zero shame.
Nobody does grumpy bed face like Pavel
You know that face you do when you’re sleeping and someone turns on the light? Yeah, that’s Pavel face.
Who does it best?
Pavel or Polar Bear?
How can this be comfortable?
You shall not work
I was going to get a bit of work done for Monday. Reenpig decided that this was a bad idea. I’d left my laptop on the sofa for the time it took to refill my water glass. In that time, she crossed the length of the living room to go lie down on it.
Cat malfunction
It’s so hot the cats are even more lazy in power-saving mode than usual.
The best pillows purr
Lazy Sunday cat
Pavel being himself, in his favourite spot. The sun in shining, the birds are chirping, and we’re packing stuff to send the boy to camp for a week. Good times.
Lovable asses, the lot of them
I had to phone in to a meeting this morning. This is what greeted me when I came om the bedroom to get my phone.
Bastards.