she has a little kitty bed, and we have three couches, and LE leaves her bedroom door open so the cat can sleep in her bed, and yet reese’s favorite place to sleep is still on the kitchen table.

whatever reese. whatever.

so i accidentally slept for twelve hours last night and i think it traumatized the cat. she won’t let me out of her sight. i had to sit in the floor next to her while she ate her breakfast.