Let’s make it very clear that the cats are outdoor cats. I’m allergic to cats. Enough said.
That said, Kashka the cat has picked a new favorite spot in our house. For awhile when she was littler, she could always be found in the darkest, smallest corners of the house, under things, inside the closet, behind book cases. Then she decided our folks’ bed was her favorite spot, and could always be found curled up in a pool of sunlight. Lately, her favorite spot has been on the table underneath our Christmas tree.
Animals are one of God’s many wonderful gifts. Everyone should have pets. And every house should have a cat. Even if it is an “outdoor cat.”
It was cold in the cabin yesterday. So I curled up in the chair and burrowed under a blanket, one of the best ways to get warm. Anna took that opportunity to set Kashka on top of me. The little black cat promptly curled herself up and got comfortable. We stayed that way for awhile and when I finally decided to come up for air, she didn’t feel like moving. So I read and she slept for probably forty-five minutes. And she slept hard. Periodically, she would start twitching all over, obviously chasing mice in her dreams. Cute cat.
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