Henry seems to approve of my new living room furniture...
...he has taken over the chair and made it into his throne/napping/grooming space.
I feel no guilt about posting such an uncomplimentary pic of Henry mainly because he tried to bite me today. Biting is VERY inappropriate!
(I used the "Moody Blues" kit from ShabbyPrincess.com)
Tonight, I proved what a bad cat- and dog-mother I am. Not only did Izzy and Emma escape, but Henry was apparently outside for about two hours! It seems that after I took the girls out to "go potty", I must have left the door open, because about 15 minutes later I looked outside, and they were both chilling on the deck right outside the (open) screen door. I called them back inside with no incident, and thought all was well. But then at bedtime, I went to take Woody outside, and there was Henry lounging on the deck where the girls had been. He must have escaped when the door was first open, and been outside for hours! I feel so guilty! Of course, he most likely never made it off the deck, being a bit of a loaf, but still. He escaped! And I didn't notice! He could have been catnapped! I'm horrible!
Ruthie quickly made herself at home, staking out the cushion of a loveseat as her new napping place.
Henry showed her the ropes: where to get food, the best napping spots, and how to convince Mom to give them extra kitty treats. He even shared his couch with her.
In turn, Ruthie allowed Henry to share her own small domain of the previously mentioned love seat.
The Cat Carousel became her new favorite pasttime.
And Grandma Lynn came often to visit and rock Ruthie to sleep.
Ruthie found new ways to entertain the family, including her Chalkboard Balancing Act.
She also devised an exhausting Cat Scratch exercise routine to keep herself in shape.
And she was also always very willing to pose for a photo op.