Lucy, our youngest cat, has a habit of bringing me things to play with when she’s decided that my life at the computer is too boring. She drags the item into the room and then chirps at me to let me know there’s something for me to see. Usually it’s the stick toy–a fuzzy ball and dangling felt fish on a stick, but today she brought me something else.
I present her bed:
The bed is normally in the kitchen. The kitchen is downstairs.
Lucy is a nut.
That is hilarous! It must have taken her a while to carry that up those steep steps!