I’ve already described the ridiculousness of our cats and the way they like to sleep in our bidet. You’d think it would be something that maybe I wouldn’t broadcast all over creation, as it’s so odd.
But that’s not the way I roll.
I’ve got more dirt to dish…within the last month or so, Gracie has started hanging out at the bidet while one of us is using the adjacent potty.
He just hangs out like he’s sidled up to the bar, waiting for the bartender to pour him a nice cool draft.
Yeah, Buddy, I’d look to see if anyone is watching, too.
Please? Please, Mom? Won’t you please turn on the water? Please?
Mmmm! Slurp! Lap! Slurp! Lap!
What?
Aw, don’t be a hater. Besides, it’s not like anyone will know.
Mama Boe 