I gotta try once

older-fitness-fem (This picture is not me. Just sayin’.)

I sometimes think that Sammy (Cat #1) tries to punish me by sitting in my dining room chair and refusing to move.

Why would she be longing to punish me? I don’t know. Maybe I don’t change the cat litter often enough? Maybe I don’t pet her enough? Maybe she’s mad because Chai (Cat #2) is allowed to sit on my desk but she is not? (She is not allowed to sit on my desk because when she does sit on my desk, she get all up in my grill and screams for pets, whereas Chai has figured out how to sit/lie on my desk without getting in my way. Smart Chai.)

Whatever. When I really need that chair, I just dump her out of it. Sometimes I have to dump her multiple times before she gets it that I want to use it. I don’t think she’ll ever be a Nobel Prize-winning cat.

But never mind that. (What am I thinking, wasting your time nattering away about my cats???)
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