Lazy Sunday
What better place for a hairless cat than curled up in front of a heating vent? And you can see how spoiled she is--she even has a little flannel blankie under my desk to rest on. Sometimes, though, she gets feisty and attacks my feet in a half-hearted way.
And not a word about those flannel jammies. My mom gave them to Hubbicula and I stole them from him.
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The yeem adds to the overall hell-cat effect.
hahah! I love the upside down head action!
Elvis isn't even naked and he sits by the heater vent on a big heavy fuzzy blankie. And then at night gets tucked into the Fortress of Blanketude. He's more of a hand attacker than a foot attacker. But he is sort of a dog.