Hiding Out

It's rainy out, and grey and cold.

I'm napping on the wing chair, hiding under this quilt. It's nice and warm here.

Where else would I be?

Wordless Wednesday

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Too Much Thursday

Mom's been running around like a lunatic doing all kinds of silly stuff. Her friend Julie is coming to visit, so she's been dragging the rug-sucking monster around.  It's all too much for me, so I'm hiding out.

Julie said she wants my furs on her new quilt (it's the blue one on the bed). I've done my bit. I sat on it, and even took a nap on it. Now I'm under the wing chair. I'll come out when I'm ready.

Millie Monday

Mom's dragging the rug sucking monster around in the other room. I'm hiding out until it's all over.

Tuxie Tuesday

The stay-cation is over. I won. I succeeded in NOT being stuffed in the PTU and brought to the V-e-t.

But that doesn't mean I can stop hiding out.

Tuxie Tuesday

Where did Mom find me napping on Sunday? 

 In my nifty cat tent with the puffy fleece pillow inside.

Why is this a surprise? Because I haven't gotten close to the thing in a year, and then all of a sudden Mom finds me napping inside.


Heh.

Millie Monday

So where was I hiding out on Saturday? I am very sneaky, I spent a little time hiding out in each spot.  A little while here, a little while there.. so that no matter where Mom looked, I was someplace else.  If Mom is busy, she never even notices I'm hiding.

Of course, no cat can resist laundry fresh out of the dryer, and I'm no exception.  After Mom dumped the sheets on the bed, she took the basket away for more.  A little while later, I moved from under the bed to on top of it.

Heh!

Wait until you see where I hid on Sunday!

Millie Monday

I've tucked in my tail. I'm hiding better now.

Really.

Finally Friday

I'm not hiding from anybody. It's been really hot, and this is a cool place to nap. The fact that we have been having crack-and-boom storms almost every day has a little to do with it.

Monty has a post giving some hints about our upcoming trip to Mary-land. Mom -is- making (another) bag, and this one has a special pocket for me. Pocket? What makes her think I'm gonna get in a pocket? She says she'll finish it this weekend, and she promises she'll show it off for you all to see. No more secrets.