Happy Caturday, Kitties!
As you can see, the Human has jury-rigged a little perch for me next to her desk and the window. She even provided a tiny towel for my comfort (now, now, don't be snarky--she offered a little beddie instead, but I disdained it, preferring the simple pleasures of the tiny towel).
You may wonder what happened to the nice covered basket I used to use for my window seat? Well, allow me to explain.
In mid-December, the Human repurposed her bedside table as a stand for our little tree, and then selfishly absconded with my basket to use as a bedside table.
But wait! I hear you all crying! Christmas was 23 (yes: twenty-three!) days ago; should not the tree stand have been returned to its job as a bedside table, and the basket been moved back to the window?
Indeed, my friends, indeed, these things should have happened. And yet . . . they have not.
Our tree still rests atop the bedside table. Now she's thinking about keeping it till Super Bowl Sunday.