Cat weirdness

My kitty Patti-O has a bed made of two cardboard boxes, one nestled over the other so she has a cozy nook. I have bought her man-made, nook-like cat beds (you know, the carpeted tube) only to have that rejected in favor of cardboard boxes nestled together with an old towel in there for her comfort. This was her favorite place, up till this morning, when she decided that the floor in front of the kitchen sink was her new favorite. I'm sure you can guess where I'm going with this...

Barefeet, pad...pad...get drink of water, softness underfoot, what's that? Oh, hello kitty! Arched back, affronted look, stalk...stalk over to the dog's water bowl...lap, lap...hisses at the male cat who comes over to see what's up...back to spot in front of the sink...settle in...master decides to make tea...more stalking...back to the water bowl...hissing at the male...sits in the middle of the floor and looks put upon...

On other mornings, BC, the male decides she can't eat breakfast until he says she can...

I gave up pudding for Ewan

I was in the grocery store tonight and my husband made some comment about Detail, prolly thinking I didn't know Ewan is on the cover, foolish man! I set the pudding I was planning on buying as an indulgence and ran off and got my copy. Tee! *pets cover* Ewan....