You see why my laundry doesn’t get folded often enough? Every time I turn around, there is an adorable kitty named Yeti sleeping on it.
|Awww, it’s little kitty naptime.|
|Whadja wake me up for? I was sleeping so nice…|
|Nope, it’s my towel. You can’t have it.|
Welcome to my life. I’m starting to think the house belongs to the cats. We’re just the caretakers.