Our cats never, and I mean NEVER, come this close to snuggling. I guess the early morning snow in Tallahassee, or perhaps the “My button is bigger than your button” tweet from trump to Kim Jung Un, has them believing it’s the end of the world as we know it. On the plus side, in either case, I don’t have to make my bed.
And I think we all know trump’s button isn’t bigger than anyone’s.
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Same here. The light dusting of snow we had had my two cats, when in close proximity initiate a slap fight, snuggled up in bed together.
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Weird, eh? My cats normally sleep in opposite ends of the house.
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Some one gimme a gun…seriously xxxxxxxxx
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