May 27
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It's early morning.
I creep out of bed.
And waddle down the hall into the bathroom.
And see this:
The cat is asleep in the sink.
Of all the places in the house that are soft and warm, she chooses a cold, hard sink.
Makes no sense to me. But after being a cat owner for 17 years now, I have learned that it's virtually impossible to understand a cat.
Out for now.......
Matt