We have two cats. Although, if I didn’t intentionally seek out Gravy in order to take photos of him, it would look like we only have one.
Grits is the shadow cat. He is the first to greet us at the door we come home. In fact, he is right at the door and we nearly step on him every time. And then he’ll continue to follow us wherever we go in the house. Gravy plays hard to get and waits for us on the couch. Then when we go over to him to greet him, he does the “walk-stretch” and plays hard to get even more.
Gravy lives by his own rules. Every once in awhile he sets up camp on my husbands legs when he is watching sports, but he (gravy, not my husband. lets not get awkward) never sits on my lap.
Grits? Lives on my lap. Especially when I’m at the computer. Which is where I live.
We live together.
*I’m wearing what my sister, mom and I like to call “house pants”. They are the most stretchy, comfy, lived in, pill-y, and ugly pants that are dedicated to home use only. Everyone needs a pair of house pants.
And he doesn’t even care what position he is in. As long as he is in a lap. Where he can take a bath.
Or a nap.
Is there anything cuter?