Aha. Now I see.
Cat story from my husband:
“When I was at UNCC, I was living on the third floor of our building with some friends. Whenever I let Purr-Zha out, he wouldn’t go downstairs to the outdoors like you’d expect. He’d go one floor upstairs and make a beeline for the Cipriani twins’ bedroom and lie on their bed. I swear I didn’t train him to do that. Good boy.”
I was waiting for the punchline of peeing on their bed. :;wobble::
I was waiting for the punchline of peeing on their bed. :;wobble::
Heh. Nope. I feel certain that Purr-Zha earned his keep for life by giving the hubby an excuse to visit the bedroom of the hot college girl twins.
Heh. Nope. I feel certain that Purr-Zha earned his keep for life by giving the hubby an excuse to visit the bedroom of the hot college girl twins.