Enjoy the little meows in life

 Had a busy day, skipped a blog post, but I didn't skirt my other responsibilities. I faced two closed doors, and I left 2 protest toys.

Day 1: A donut

We almost had a complete breakfast! So the next day's choice was pretty obvious: a toast.

It's getting hard to find a good spot for them, The Assholes Cleaning System is failing here.

Anyway, you're probably wondering what I was doing instead of writing the blog. Well, for starters I had to move those toys, duh. Then I decided that I had all this bottled up energy inside that needed to come out. I combined that with my desire to mark my whole house with my scent. I had some zoomies over the kitchen cabinets.

I was kinda worried that a cat was going to get there and was not going to be able to smell me. That's how most invasions start, you know? First the less guarded place, then my house is gone.

I ran from side to side, rolled around, bonked my head, looked down, looked around my whole house. You know, the usual.

I noticed the Assholes were up to something tho. They started carrying these boxes up. I had to get down to investigate. After a bit, what they were doing became clear:

I, of course, chose to help them every step of the way. My new cat tree looks pretty good, if I say so. We were pretty pleased with the result and cannot wait to destroy everything that hangs on it.