I’m sure every cat owner out there as experienced this phenomenon: cats HAVE to come in the bathroom with you. They’re terrified there is some secret door in there, and you’ll abandon them when you go for a pee. Mischief, poor kid, used to actually SIT ON THE SEAT IN THE SHOWER with me sometimes – he liked playing with the water. He loved the water from the sink, too, and one of his legacies has been the kitten chases me in there and jumps up on the sink, wanting me to put the water on. He also does cute things like what you see below:
Yes, that is the kitten…playing in my shorts. While I pee. yes, I changed my underwear after that. But after recently losing Mischief, and the kitten being so ridiculously affectionate, who am I to deny him of a little mommy time?
But that’s not all. I mean, the kitten isn’t the only one who needs to check on me in the bathroom:
This is what I woke up to the other day:
Swarmed by black boo-kitties, it was hard for me to get up and go to work. They’re just so cute when they’re sleeping.
I miss Mischief. I think his brothers do, too. But at least he isn’t sick and suffering anymore.
PS, I lost my charger for my good point and shoot. I can’t take decent photos of them short of pulling out my 40D. ::sigh::