Life of luxuary.

I had to go to the chiropractors yesterday and as I was getting ready the very bad cat invades my bedroom. It was far too late to evict him, so I went out, leaving the bedroom door open.

On my return, I assumed the VBC had ensconced himself in the hammock he has constructed by destroying the undercover of our mattress. I called to him. No response. I rattled the treat bag. No response. I went into the bedroom to find him fast asleep in the middle of my bed.  He had made a nice cat nest with my duvet. He wasn’t a happy camper to be yanked out of there. I scored a very heartfelt hiss.

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