This is the life, at least for a cat. Basking in a brief burst of sunshine, under an interesting smelling climbable object. The vacuum cleaner is coming out, though, so we can get the house spic and span for our guests tomorrow - which means soon the cats will be running for cover. What is it about cats and vacuum cleaners? Does anyone own a cat that doesn't fear them? Our cats also freaked out recently at a vehicle making that backing-up-beeping sound in our driveway. Fat tails and all. Weirdos.
Ken frosted about 15 snowmen and 15 snowflakes last night. We still have the rest of the sugar cookies to frost. He was lamenting our decision to make tiny cookies. I bit my lip to bite back the words. You know what words I mean, don't you?
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