Cats don't mind sharing the bed with fellow cats, as long as the area is equitably divided among them. Usually there is room for everyone on a first-come-first-served basis - under the blanket, on top of the blanket, on the pillow, under the pillow, at the head of the bed, at the foot of the bed, in that order. Any space left over goes to the owner. - Stephen Baker
In bed, it is mum, me and a big teddy bear she uses as a body pillow. I sleep where I want, on the bed, under the covers, or on top of mum. Depends on how much of her warms I want to soak up.
I know I haven't see all the tock shots that got posted, but want to thank all who participated to cellybrate and honor Angel Derby. It means a lot to me and mum.
Mum did some outside chores yesterday once the feetsball game was done. She backed out the metal monster, changed the burned out light bulb in the opener, found out the second bulb was just loose. Swept out the grass and brake dust. Then she got the snow eater started. It took a few times until it would keep running. She will check it again in a few weeks.
Mum worked on her blankie during the game. At first I was napping in the sun puddle, then moved to the other chair, contemplating if I should whap the yarn to the floor, then on to her lap.
The Pack - scored early often and managed to keep the other guys away from the end zone many times. Even a funky play where the other QB fumbled the ball right on the goal line, it went into the end zone, then out of bounds. So that meant the balls was The Pack. ARodg was purrfect, or at least he had a purrfect QB rating. First time he has done this, mum says she is glad she doesn't have to figure this out, at least not in her head. ARodg has now thrown for 350 touchdowns and ran for 29!
Bucky Badger - mum was bizzy doing other stuff but glad she didn't watch. They losted in the last few seconds and to a team they really shouldn't have losted too.
World Series - The Nats and The Stros. Mum doesn't care who wins. She was happy the Yankees aren't playing!