if you’ve spent any time around here, you know about my two cats, milo & otis. they’re brothers and besties. like, for real. their intimacy borders on incest, but then i remind myself that they’re cats, so it’s okay. they typically spend the day sleeping, wrestling, and complaining (which always elicits my full and undivided attention, which just elicits more complaining…it’s a vicious cycle).
and then they do things like this:
and that’s when i take endless photos of them. because who can have enough pictures of their cats hugging, right? i can only but assume that one day (hopefully in the far, far future) when they’re in kitty heaven, i will frame every single picture i’ve taken of them and put them on the walls or something. actually, i definitely won’t do that…i have to maintain some sense of normalcy in my life.