“I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “What is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?” Death thought about it. “Cats’ he said eventually. “Cats are nice.” – Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
“If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.” – Mark Twain
As all of us who are fortunate enough to live with felines know, anything brought into the house must be throughly examined. Our house is very tall (very high ceilings) with small rooms and little storage. A neighbor brought over some small drawers thinking a good clean and lick of paint might make these old drawers, I’m thinking vintage Ikea, might make them useful. We shall see. However, there are other matters to tend to first!
As always, Colette is the first to venture into the world of the unknown and her courage knows no limits. Her ace nose went into action the second the door opened and it took awhile but she is now resting from her labors.
Colette leaves no area un-sniffed. Simone takes her opportunity to be the first to hide inside. Colette is not having any of that and quickly leaps down to chase her out. Despite the fact that Colette is about half the size of Simone and more than two years younger, one does not mess with Colette.
Exhausted, they curl up to replenish themselves. Ah, perchance to dream…
Bisous, Colette, Simone and the human
Disclaimer: Any and all mistakes are due to human error and shall be dealt with.