Oh, these cats.
You know what I was thinking this week? UGH. That they are never going to stop pooping.
I’m serious. I get that babies poop and you have to take care of it but, eventually, there comes a time when a small human learns to handle their own business. These cats will poop in that box forever. (Because cats don’t die.)
I’ve been working on Tilly’s summer ‘do for the last, I don’t know, month or so. As you may know, Ralphie has been kicked out of two groomers in town so I’m not even going to take my little T-rex in there because the end result will be the same. So I’m just doing it myself.
Tilly is super laid back compared to Ralph when it comes to her hair, but she still only tolerates my styling in tiny little 5-minute segments. So I do a little here and there and I can assure you she looks completely ridiculous as a result.
At least she lets me try. Meanwhile Ralph will eat my soul if I come near her with a brush.
In non-cat news, I almost adopted this puppy this week but showcased extreme self control and just delivered her to her foster instead.
If you’re interested in adopting her, reach out to Halfway There Rescue or let me know and I’ll connect you.