guess who's been sneaking out of the front room to explore the living room? momcat2. she let me get about four feet away from her to take this. which is pretty close for her. sometimes she lets me walk past the sofa without shooting off of it and hiding under furniture. sometimes. today roswell kissed her on the nose.
and she'd getting, er, a little, ah ... hefty.
momcat1 is back to sleeping on my bed. she'll let me lay down next to her, about three feet away and sit there and read and she'll close her eyes and doze off. it's not like having cats, it's like having luggage!
i'm off to get guitar strings for a Secret Project.