Today, I physically pay for everything I’ve done over the past three days. Thankfully, it’s a snow day and relatively quiet, but just the thought of cooking dinner at the moment makes me want to take a long nap.
I’m starting to develop a complex because each cat looks at me differently. Mine look at me with pure love and “I didn’t do it!” faces, which stems from raising them since they were tiny, but OGK? I am pretty sure I am a five-star movie to him. He also follows me as if I am going to do something interesting and he desperately needs to be the first one to see it. Hilarious stuff.