Thursday, January 3, 2013

At Home with Arby

The animals are enjoying that both Bruce and I have been home with them the past two weeks.  The feeling is very much mutual.

Arby and I: sleepy but happy

Arby, whenever he's awake, makes it his mission to be my escort in every room I wander to.  When I cook, he's in the kitchen; when I sleep, he's curled up next to me; when I'm warping yarn, he's right on it (literally).

Here is Arby, off duty for a little while, kangaroo-kicking the bejeebers out of Poom's leopard-print toy pillow-thingy.  I don't really know what it is, but it must have some catnip essence in the stuffing, because all the cats enjoy killing it.  This is extra fun because it's hefty enough for a bloodthirsty cat to really grip with its claws.  Arby's technique: murderous, but refined.

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