This morning, I was petting Tumbler and I felt something sticky and hardened on his fur. I said, "Tumbler, what's on you, buddy?" He just purred happily.
Rick, however, answered me very matter-of-factly: "Oh it's honey. I got it on him last night." That's what happens when you have a cat in your lap and no napkin, I guess.
But they have a special relationship so I doubt Tumbler minded. In fact, the other night I wnt downstairs at 2 AM to find Rick fast asleep in his chair with a mat on his lap. Tumbler was on the mat, sitting cutely, wide awake and staring at Rick snore.
I wonder sometimes. But then I remember I'm a crazy cat lady. :)
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