Snore, Chew, Stretch

You might need to turn your volume up for this one. Moose was snoring and twitching mid-dream. Near the end (before he wakes himself up), he found something to chew on. I'm guessing a plump little birdie.

Oh, a cat's life.

My Other Valentine

Moose got a haircut last weekend. Without all that fluff, he's been finding all the warmest places in the house to snuggle, including the down comforter as I was washing our sheets the other day. He's also been curled up right in between me and Ryan every night this week. What a little hambone.

Even cats know when it's Sunday.