It's a musical house ours when DH pulls his guitar out and sings his heart out. Henry finds a soft place to land...front row center best seat in the house... And when Mom goes into her art studio to create laying on a box of leather pieces suffices just fine too. Sleeping to the hum of the sewing machine.
But bring home a new package and leave the innards from the box all over the floor and there is diving to be done and chewing and tearing as paper flies everywhere!
Because a cat will be a cat when he isn't being a cat sleeping!
Happy Animal Wednesday from Henry and us.