Yesterday's Condo
Gabby and Gizmo have me smiling. This morning, in contrast to her usual, "Ho, hum. I guess I can saunter to the kitchen unless you're planning on carrying me." attitude, Gabby went running down the hall into the living room checked things out and then made a bee line for the scratching post. (Gizmo was stunned and had to catch up.) She then sat in the kitchen impatiently awaiting breakfast. Gizmo has been very interested in sitting on the windowsill in my bedroom. He can't seem to decide whether to watch the goings on outside or to survey his domain. In one direction, all you see is a tail. When he faces the other way, he rather majestically gazes into the room and is clearly surveying all he deems that is his.
Gabby and Gizmo have me smiling. This morning, in contrast to her usual, "Ho, hum. I guess I can saunter to the kitchen unless you're planning on carrying me." attitude, Gabby went running down the hall into the living room checked things out and then made a bee line for the scratching post. (Gizmo was stunned and had to catch up.) She then sat in the kitchen impatiently awaiting breakfast. Gizmo has been very interested in sitting on the windowsill in my bedroom. He can't seem to decide whether to watch the goings on outside or to survey his domain. In one direction, all you see is a tail. When he faces the other way, he rather majestically gazes into the room and is clearly surveying all he deems that is his.
