The other day I was sorting out my crinolines: tidying them away. I set them down on the floor for a second, turned around to pick up a cord to tie them with, and turned back to find this:
One cat, comfortably ensconced on the crinolines.
She wasn’t moving either.
No pleas, treats, temptations, blandishments or threats could get her off. She just sat there, paws crossed, and surveyed her circular domain.
For an hour. And a half.
Yep. My cat sure knows how to be the centre of attention!